A Silly Old Romantic...

[Feistyred16]

Thats your everyday Mood darlin One more post and you hit the big 7000 hummm where will you leave it
*smile* and to WHOM will you leave it lol lol

did you even NOTICE?? chuckle Love you I do!!

Nope..I didn't..left it over on 69's thread on GBLT

 

[GoddessOfSouls]

Nope..I didn't..left it over on 69's thread on GBLT

LOL and if you go check you will find that I knew you would at that

 

[Soron]

A thought this morning...

Strength

She stood unable to move.
Her body covered with a rigid second skin
from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
It allowed no movement.
She could only stand and look straight ahead.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there
- it seemed forever.
Her arms were outstretched with a gesture of pleading,
but she couldn't move them.
Her mouth wanting to plead for release
but was unable to speak
Only her eyes showed the fear,
the soul wrenching pain and
the consuming desire for release
which went to her very soul.

She had seen glimpses of many people
who had tried to help her -
they had always been stopped
by the second skin which she wore.
They had never been able to make a dent
in the "armor" in which she had been encased,
and they had gone away
with out being able to release her.
They did not understand what it took
to penetrate that shell which held her.
They were chased away by the voice
which came from the speaker on the chest
which proclaimed that she had chosen
to be where she was and to leave her alone.
They did not look into her eyes
and see what was really there.

There came one,
who ignored the speaker,
who looked into her eyes
and saw what was really there.
He knew how to remove the second skin,
and started to release her
- always watching her eyes.

As the skin started to open the smallest crack
he saw a look of absolute panic,
and he understood the terror which he saw.

She had worn that skin so long
that she believed, with it gone,
she might die or that she
would have no strength
and would not even be able to even lift her head
from the ground when she fell.
She had come to depend on that hated skin,
she believed, for her very life.

He talked to her,
and told her that there was another way,
to replace the hated skin with a softer one,
which would give her the same kind of support,
but which could be removed a
little at a time as her strength grew.

If she chose this new skin
it could give her time to develop
the belief in her strength.
He knew it was there,
but she had been held so rigid
for so long
that she did not have that conviction.

He told her that his desire
was to see her happy and free.
The new skin would replace the old one,
and that together they would decide
how and when to remove the pieces of the new skin
as the areas underneath were understood to be strong.

She had always seen control
as the "safe space" yet desired
to not be in control,
a control which had always controlled her
and would not voluntarily let her go.

She needed someone who could take the load
of responsibility and decision from her.
Someone who would understand her current need
to be seen as strong on the outside.

Someone to provide a safe space
where she was "not allowed" to be in control.
Where she could safely strip away
the facade of strength she presents to the world
and be the soft passionate woman that she is,
but isn't allowed to be.

she needed a place to explore herself,
explore her needs and wants,
where her fantasies of not having to be strong
were a reality.
Where someone would "control" her
with a strong gentle hand and a loving heart,
until she understood that her "soft" side was in fact
stronger and tougher than her "strong" side.

He explained to her that relationships
grow and change and evolve, as do all living things,
and that any relationship which did not grow was doomed
to stagnate and wither.

He told her that when relationships were open and honest
from both sides they always grew and flourished.
They took on a life of their own
and supported and nourished their creators.
They became stronger with age and maturity,
but the shape they took came naturally
and could not be predetermined.
They might look like a pair of intertwined rose bushes
so interlaced you could not tell one from the other
or a pair of stately oaks standing side by side with their
crowns touching and creating a special space around them.

He understood how hard it is to let go of
the "safety of being in control" and that "being in control"
was an insideous monster because
regardless of how much control you had
"it" was never enough.

So he bound her body gently
from the top of her head
to the soles of her feet
and the skin which she passionately hated
and equally passionately loved
for the sense of security it seemed to give,
that had imprisoned her for so long,
gradually disolved away.

She was still bound but the bindings
were soft and placed with loving care
and she knew they were there
to support her not confine her.
She now knew that the being bound
could open the doors
and create a space of freedom
or be a space of fear, darkness and pain.

She discovered that control
and being in control were two different things.
"Control" could be as soft as a kitten
or as hard as diamonds as the need arose
and that "being in control" was like an egg
- hard and brittle on the outside
- easily damaged -
with nothing solid on the inside for support.

She discovered that her fears
of not being enough
were just that - fears -
with no substance or validity.

She learned that the bonds
that now held her were soft and gentle
and were not bonds at all.

They were a soft shimmering gown
that clothed
her strength
her softness
and her love.

~Searcher

 

[GoddessOfSouls]

Re: A thought this morning...

Strength

She stood unable to move.
Her body covered with a rigid second skin
from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
It allowed no movement.
She could only stand and look straight ahead.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there
- it seemed forever.
Her arms were outstretched with a gesture of pleading,
but she couldn't move them.
Her mouth wanting to plead for release
but was unable to speak
Only her eyes showed the fear,
the soul wrenching pain and
the consuming desire for release
which went to her very soul.

She had seen glimpses of many people
who had tried to help her -
they had always been stopped
by the second skin which she wore.
They had never been able to make a dent
in the "armor" in which she had been encased,
and they had gone away
with out being able to release her.
They did not understand what it took
to penetrate that shell which held her.
They were chased away by the voice
which came from the speaker on the chest
which proclaimed that she had chosen
to be where she was and to leave her alone.
They did not look into her eyes
and see what was really there.

There came one,
who ignored the speaker,
who looked into her eyes
and saw what was really there.
He knew how to remove the second skin,
and started to release her
- always watching her eyes.

As the skin started to open the smallest crack
he saw a look of absolute panic,
and he understood the terror which he saw.

She had worn that skin so long
that she believed, with it gone,
she might die or that she
would have no strength
and would not even be able to even lift her head
from the ground when she fell.
She had come to depend on that hated skin,
she believed, for her very life.

He talked to her,
and told her that there was another way,
to replace the hated skin with a softer one,
which would give her the same kind of support,
but which could be removed a
little at a time as her strength grew.

If she chose this new skin
it could give her time to develop
the belief in her strength.
He knew it was there,
but she had been held so rigid
for so long
that she did not have that conviction.

He told her that his desire
was to see her happy and free.
The new skin would replace the old one,
and that together they would decide
how and when to remove the pieces of the new skin
as the areas underneath were understood to be strong.

She had always seen control
as the "safe space" yet desired
to not be in control,
a control which had always controlled her
and would not voluntarily let her go.

She needed someone who could take the load
of responsibility and decision from her.
Someone who would understand her current need
to be seen as strong on the outside.

Someone to provide a safe space
where she was "not allowed" to be in control.
Where she could safely strip away
the facade of strength she presents to the world
and be the soft passionate woman that she is,
but isn't allowed to be.

she needed a place to explore herself,
explore her needs and wants,
where her fantasies of not having to be strong
were a reality.
Where someone would "control" her
with a strong gentle hand and a loving heart,
until she understood that her "soft" side was in fact
stronger and tougher than her "strong" side.

He explained to her that relationships
grow and change and evolve, as do all living things,
and that any relationship which did not grow was doomed
to stagnate and wither.

He told her that when relationships were open and honest
from both sides they always grew and flourished.
They took on a life of their own
and supported and nourished their creators.
They became stronger with age and maturity,
but the shape they took came naturally
and could not be predetermined.
They might look like a pair of intertwined rose bushes
so interlaced you could not tell one from the other
or a pair of stately oaks standing side by side with their
crowns touching and creating a special space around them.

He understood how hard it is to let go of
the "safety of being in control" and that "being in control"
was an insideous monster because
regardless of how much control you had
"it" was never enough.

So he bound her body gently
from the top of her head
to the soles of her feet
and the skin which she passionately hated
and equally passionately loved
for the sense of security it seemed to give,
that had imprisoned her for so long,
gradually disolved away.

She was still bound but the bindings
were soft and placed with loving care
and she knew they were there
to support her not confine her.
She now knew that the being bound
could open the doors
and create a space of freedom
or be a space of fear, darkness and pain.

She discovered that control
and being in control were two different things.
"Control" could be as soft as a kitten
or as hard as diamonds as the need arose
and that "being in control" was like an egg
- hard and brittle on the outside
- easily damaged -
with nothing solid on the inside for support.

She discovered that her fears
of not being enough
were just that - fears -
with no substance or validity.

She learned that the bonds
that now held her were soft and gentle
and were not bonds at all.

They were a soft shimmering gown
that clothed
her strength
her softness
and her love.

~Searcher

Good Morning Soron!! and thank you for sharing THATs beautiful, and such an Insightful writing

 

[69forever]

Re: Re: A thought this morning...

Good Morning Soron!! and thank you for sharing THATs beautiful, and such an Insightful writing

Good Morning Soron!!! That was outstanding my friend!!!

I believe many of us have worn that second skin for so long, it is hard to break from it and trust again. Thank you for putting it up so eloquently. Believe a lot of that came up in converstions with a few friends here.

 

[tonitits]

Good morning Romantics, hope you have a nice Thursday, stopping by to say hi on my way to bed for now! Take care! Hugs and kisses !

 

[69forever]

Good morning Romantics, hope you have a nice Thursday, stopping by to say hi on my way to bed for now! Take care! Hugs and kisses !

Good morning to you as well {{{{ toni }}}} Sleep well.

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Re: A thought this morning...

Strength

She stood unable to move.
Her body covered with a rigid second skin
from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
It allowed no movement.
She could only stand and look straight ahead.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there
- it seemed forever.
Her arms were outstretched with a gesture of pleading,
but she couldn't move them.
Her mouth wanting to plead for release
but was unable to speak
Only her eyes showed the fear,
the soul wrenching pain and
the consuming desire for release
which went to her very soul.

She had seen glimpses of many people
who had tried to help her -
they had always been stopped
by the second skin which she wore.
They had never been able to make a dent
in the "armor" in which she had been encased,
and they had gone away
with out being able to release her.
They did not understand what it took
to penetrate that shell which held her.
They were chased away by the voice
which came from the speaker on the chest
which proclaimed that she had chosen
to be where she was and to leave her alone.
They did not look into her eyes
and see what was really there.

There came one,
who ignored the speaker,
who looked into her eyes
and saw what was really there.
He knew how to remove the second skin,
and started to release her
- always watching her eyes.

As the skin started to open the smallest crack
he saw a look of absolute panic,
and he understood the terror which he saw.

She had worn that skin so long
that she believed, with it gone,
she might die or that she
would have no strength
and would not even be able to even lift her head
from the ground when she fell.
She had come to depend on that hated skin,
she believed, for her very life.

He talked to her,
and told her that there was another way,
to replace the hated skin with a softer one,
which would give her the same kind of support,
but which could be removed a
little at a time as her strength grew.

If she chose this new skin
it could give her time to develop
the belief in her strength.
He knew it was there,
but she had been held so rigid
for so long
that she did not have that conviction.

He told her that his desire
was to see her happy and free.
The new skin would replace the old one,
and that together they would decide
how and when to remove the pieces of the new skin
as the areas underneath were understood to be strong.

She had always seen control
as the "safe space" yet desired
to not be in control,
a control which had always controlled her
and would not voluntarily let her go.

She needed someone who could take the load
of responsibility and decision from her.
Someone who would understand her current need
to be seen as strong on the outside.

Someone to provide a safe space
where she was "not allowed" to be in control.
Where she could safely strip away
the facade of strength she presents to the world
and be the soft passionate woman that she is,
but isn't allowed to be.

she needed a place to explore herself,
explore her needs and wants,
where her fantasies of not having to be strong
were a reality.
Where someone would "control" her
with a strong gentle hand and a loving heart,
until she understood that her "soft" side was in fact
stronger and tougher than her "strong" side.

He explained to her that relationships
grow and change and evolve, as do all living things,
and that any relationship which did not grow was doomed
to stagnate and wither.

He told her that when relationships were open and honest
from both sides they always grew and flourished.
They took on a life of their own
and supported and nourished their creators.
They became stronger with age and maturity,
but the shape they took came naturally
and could not be predetermined.
They might look like a pair of intertwined rose bushes
so interlaced you could not tell one from the other
or a pair of stately oaks standing side by side with their
crowns touching and creating a special space around them.

He understood how hard it is to let go of
the "safety of being in control" and that "being in control"
was an insideous monster because
regardless of how much control you had
"it" was never enough.

So he bound her body gently
from the top of her head
to the soles of her feet
and the skin which she passionately hated
and equally passionately loved
for the sense of security it seemed to give,
that had imprisoned her for so long,
gradually disolved away.

She was still bound but the bindings
were soft and placed with loving care
and she knew they were there
to support her not confine her.
She now knew that the being bound
could open the doors
and create a space of freedom
or be a space of fear, darkness and pain.

She discovered that control
and being in control were two different things.
"Control" could be as soft as a kitten
or as hard as diamonds as the need arose
and that "being in control" was like an egg
- hard and brittle on the outside
- easily damaged -
with nothing solid on the inside for support.

She discovered that her fears
of not being enough
were just that - fears -
with no substance or validity.

She learned that the bonds
that now held her were soft and gentle
and were not bonds at all.

They were a soft shimmering gown
that clothed
her strength
her softness
and her love.

~Searcher

*tears fall over my cheeks* in testimony to the power of these words, but also for the truth they carry. Boldly they reminded me of my own fears, my current half-hard and half-soft skin, the real fear accompanying letting go. It reminds me of a description I wrote about a monster called "perfection", I think it is deeply related to "being in control". I have shed parts of my hard shell for emotions that are real and not hidden, but it is hard to believe that I still possess the strength (and even a greater strength) than what that "second skin" had. Only be being tested and not only surviving but growing because of it, have I realized that I am strong even if I cry and even if I don't push all people and emotions aside.

Thank you Soron. *kiss*

 

[1sexylady]

Thank you for the *Welcome* and compliment on the av. I think this is a wonderful thread sorry I didn't enter before now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
YOU
I thought of you today
but thats nothing new
I thought of you yesterday
and the day before that too
for everyday no matter where
In my heart youll always be there
today, tomorrow, my whole life through
I will never stop loving you!

By Cassandra
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

[GoddessOfSouls]

Thank you for the *Welcome* and compliment on the av. I think this is a wonderful thread sorry I didn't enter before now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
YOU
I thought of you today
but thats nothing new
I thought of you yesterday
and the day before that too
for everyday no matter where
In my heart youll always be there
today, tomorrow, my whole life through
I will never stop loving you!

By Cassandra
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Were happy to have you here now come again soon *hugs*

 

[69forever]

Re: Re: A thought this morning...

*tears fall over my cheeks* in testimony to the power of these words, but also for the truth they carry. Boldly they reminded me of my own fears, my current half-hard and half-soft skin, the real fear accompanying letting go. It reminds me of a description I wrote about a monster called "perfection", I think it is deeply related to "being in control". I have shed parts of my hard shell for emotions that are real and not hidden, but it is hard to believe that I still possess the strength (and even a greater strength) than what that "second skin" had. Only be being tested and not only surviving but growing because of it, have I realized that I am strong even if I cry and even if I don't push all people and emotions aside.

Thank you Soron. *kiss*

It's been said that the more you try to control something, the less control you have...that by giving up control, you gain it. I believe there's a lot of truth to that. I too cried tears of recognition reading that. Very powerful medicine from my friend.

Thanks for stopping by. ~hugs~

 

[69forever]

Thank you for the *Welcome* and compliment on the av. I think this is a wonderful thread sorry I didn't enter before now.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
YOU
I thought of you today
but thats nothing new
I thought of you yesterday
and the day before that too
for everyday no matter where
In my heart youll always be there
today, tomorrow, my whole life through
I will never stop loving you!

By Cassandra
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Good Evening Romantics! 1sexy, I'll add my welcome to my soulmates. My sentiments exactly...Goddess, I Love You!!!

 

[Satin Kitty 69]

Re: Re: Re: A thought this morning...

It's been said that the more you try to control something, the less control you have...that by giving up control, you gain it. I believe there's a lot of truth to that. I too cried tears of recognition reading that. Very powerful medicine from my friend.

Thanks for stopping by. ~hugs~

Hugs for you, a fellow seeker of true freedom which brings the only contorl worth having.

I tend to stop by, but not always post since I do not always have something to contribute.

It is amazing how many aspects of my life I could hide from long ago, not feeling and not really experiencing.

 

[Soron]

UNDER THE BOARDWALK ~ The Drifters
(Resnick-Young)

Oh, when the sun beats down and burns the tar up on the roof
And your shoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-proof
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)

From the park you hear the happy sound of a carousel
Mm-mm, you can almost taste the hot dogs and French fries they sell
Under the boardwalk, down by the sea
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)

Oooooh, under the boardwalk, down by the sea, yeah
On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be

(Under the boardwalk) out of the sun
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be havin' some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be falling in love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)

 

[Arden]

~Big smile~ Where is that story about the seawall and the beach?

 

[Soron]

~Big smile~ Where is that story about the seawall and the beach?

Mmmmm, it's still around, somewhere, darlin'.

 

[69forever]

Morning Baby...

Whenever I Call You "Friend"

Stevie Nicks

Written by Kenny Loggins and M. Manchester.


(KL)
Whenever I call you friend
I begin to think I understand
Anything we are
You and I have always been ever and ever

(KL/SN)
I see myself within your eyes
And that's all I need to show me why
Everything I do, always takes me home to you
Ever and ever

(KL)
Now I know my life has given me more
Than memories day by day...we can see
(SN)
In every moment there's a reason to carry on

(Chorus) (KL/SN)
Sweet love showin' us a heavenly light
I've never seen such a beautiful sight
Sweet love flowin' almost every night
I know forever we'll be doin' it

Sweet love showin' us a heavenly light
I've never seen such a beautiful sight
Sweet love flowin' almost every night
I know forever we'll be doin' it right

(SN)
Whenever I call you friend
I believe I've come to understand
Everywhere we are you and I were meant to be
Forever and ever

(KL)
I think about the times to come
Knowin' I will be the lucky one
Ever our love will last
I always want to call you friend

(Chorus) sax solo

(SN)
Now I know my life has given me more
Than memories...(KL)day by day...we can see
(SN)
In every moment there's a reason to carry on

(Chorus)
Sweet love...sweet love yeah
Sweet love...sweet love yeah

 

[higherlevel4u]

Okay, I hold my hands up as well, 69!

I'm an incurable romantic too ...........

Here are the lyrics to one of favourite songs, by Jim Croce : "I'll have to say I love you in this song"

Well, i know it's kind of late
I hope i didn't wake you
But what i got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
'cause every time i tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So i'll have to say i love you in a song

Yeah, i know it's kind of strange
But every time i'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
'cause every time i tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So i'll have to say i love you in a song

'cause every time the time was right
All the words just came out wrong
So i'll have to say i love you in a song

Yeah, i know it's kind of late
I hope i didn't wake you
But there's something that i just got to say
I know you'd understand
'cause every time i tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So i'll have to say i love you in a song

 

[69forever]

Good Morning Romantics!!!

Singing this for my Darling Love...

I Knew I Loved You

Savage Garden

Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home

I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I've found you

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life


~hugs & kisses Baby!~

Have I Told You Lately?

 

[69forever]

Welcome My Friend...

Clapping my hands in glee!!! Hi 4u...hope you've found another home in coming here. Goddess and I welcome you to our house of Love and healing. Thanks for sharing that this morning.

Have a great day friend!

 

[DLL]

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me
You must've broke down cuz you finally said that you would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
But something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
For 48 hours I don't think that we left my hotel room
Should show you the sites cuz I'm sure that I said that I would
We gotta make love just one last time in the shower
Well something's gotta go wrong cos I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
Sometimes life ain't best if left in the memory
It's better kept inside than left for good
Lookin' back each time they tried to tell me
Well something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...

Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me
You must've broke down cuz you finally said that you would
But now that you're here,
I just feel that I'm constantly dreaming
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...

Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cos something's gotta go wrong
Cos I'm feelin' way too damn good

Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me

Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me

i love this nickleback song.......

 

[69forever]

Morning DLL...

Thanks for that...guess it was just opposite with us, I just said I'm coming to see you and that was that. Lol! She didn't beat me off with a broom stick...so I think she wanted me to take charge. Couldn't be happier that I did!!!

~hugs~

 

[tonitits]

Good Morning Romantics!!!

Singing this for my Darling Love...

I Knew I Loved You

Savage Garden

Maybe it's intuition
But some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home

I know that it might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I've found you

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life


~hugs & kisses Baby!~

Have I Told You Lately?

this is one of my fave songs!

 

[tonitits]

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me
You must've broke down cuz you finally said that you would
But now that you're here
I just feel like I'm constantly dreaming
But something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
For 48 hours I don't think that we left my hotel room
Should show you the sites cuz I'm sure that I said that I would
We gotta make love just one last time in the shower
Well something's gotta go wrong cos I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
Sometimes life ain't best if left in the memory
It's better kept inside than left for good
Lookin' back each time they tried to tell me
Well something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...

Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good
Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me
You must've broke down cuz you finally said that you would
But now that you're here,
I just feel that I'm constantly dreaming
Cuz something's gotta go wrong
Cuz I'm feelin' way too damn good

And it's like...

Everytime I turn around
I fall in love and find my heart face down
And where it lands is when it should
This time it's like
The two of us should probably start to fight
Cos something's gotta go wrong
Cos I'm feelin' way too damn good

Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me

Feelin' way too damn good

I missed you so much that I begged here to fly here and see me

i love this nickleback song.......

That really hits home with me. Not necessarily with me and AA, but life in general. Whenever things are going well, I always know that something bad is going to happen. As far back as I can remember if my love life, was going well, my job sucked and wasn't going well or my bank account was almost empty or overdrawn and was struggling to make ends meet. But never at one time were they are good/or ok at the same time. When things start to look ok at work, my relationships are going well and my finances as well...I know something is bound to happen. I can't be happy in all areas at once! This has happened so many times. I guess things are going well for me at this time. Finances are tight, better than they have been at times, could definitely be better. My relationship with AA is good, can't be together anytime soon enough, but nevertheless it is good. And we know that the other loves us. My son is well, could do better in school. But he is healthy. The job really sucks, but the pay is ok. I wish I could find another but that too will have to wait a bit.

Will I ever get over this trend, I don't know. But I know one day when AA and I are sitting in our rocking chairs and reminiscing we will look at these times as the "good old days"!

Hope everyone has a wonderful Friday and even better weekend.

 

[69forever]

That really hits home with me. Not necessarily with me and AA, but life in general. Whenever things are going well, I always know that something bad is going to happen. As far back as I can remember if my love life, was going well, my job sucked and wasn't going well or my bank account was almost empty or overdrawn and was struggling to make ends meet. But never at one time were they are good/or ok at the same time. When things start to look ok at work, my relationships are going well and my finances as well...I know something is bound to happen. I can't be happy in all areas at once! This has happened so many times. I guess things are going well for me at this time. Finances are tight, better than they have been at times, could definitely be better. My relationship with AA is good, can't be together anytime soon enough, but nevertheless it is good. And we know that the other loves us. My son is well, could do better in school. But he is healthy. The job really sucks, but the pay is ok. I wish I could find another but that too will have to wait a bit.

Will I ever get over this trend, I don't know. But I know one day when AA and I are sitting in our rocking chairs and reminiscing we will look at these times as the "good old days"!

Hope everyone has a wonderful Friday and even better weekend.

Good morning toni!!! I know that feeling all to well! Like we don't deserve this happiness and contentment. The problem with me in the past, is that it become's a selfulfilling prophesy.

When I start to get down about something I try to force myself to stop and look around me...and count my blessings instead. Is the glass half full or half empty...perspective. It keeps me from falling into the pit of resentment!!! A REALLY bad place to be...

Have a great day and a wonderful weekend my friend!!!

~hugs & kisses~