I met you over Facebook...

You were a stranger to me,
I knew not you,
or your personality.
You were a random, I found you on Facebook.
I said, ''Hi, I know you don't know me and that this is probably weird, but, hi''.
You were cute.
I didn't think it would hurt to add you and maybe talk to you a little.
About a month after I had sent that message I found out I was
switching schools...
Little did I know you went to that school.
We started talking a lot more,
we became good friends.
...I had a crush on you...
I met you about a little while after, you were so cute.
I walked in the door and you just stared at me.
I was frozen.
I was new, I didn't know what to do.
I sat in the back of the room, I kept to myself and was very quiet.
Little ol' you wouldn't let that happen.
You were nice, you talked to me, your friend on the other hand... That little creepy ******* just stared at me.
You and I started talking but so did your friend and I.
I had you and him both wrapped around my little pinky.
An accomplishment any girl in that class would love to have achieved.
Well, I dated him.
I dated my crushes best friend.
The creepy little **** who would stare at me for hours on end.
After no more than a month, he dumped me.
My feeling for Billy, my previous crush started to stir.
Why?
We became great friends.
Best friends.
I was really sad when I found out you were dating my best friend.
You guys had been dating ever since I had gotten there and I now just found out.
Boy don't I feel dumb.
That relationship you two had was cute...
But, it was short lived.
You told me you liked me...
I was shocked,
happy,
astonished,
and then again disappointed.
I told myself to wait,
told myself, ''Oh. He'll come around,''
It never happened.
I fell in love with you.
You invited me over, so  I went.
We had fun.
We watched movies...
We played footsies?
Yeah, it happened.
The next Friday after that we hung out and you tutored me...
Wasn't exactly tutoring...
More like a kissing class.
Oh well, I didn't care...
At the moment.
We we're caught up in the moment, and I head you whisper something in my ear.
''Let's make it official,''
I said, ''Let's do it''
You picked me up and carried me into the bedroom,
laid me down on the bed, and passionately kissed me on the lips.
I kissed you back, life was getting better already.
March 22nd, 2012.
It's our anniversary, also my Dad's birthday.
That day leads us to where we are today.
Still together,
still in love,
reaching for our forever.

I never knew that a random guy I added on Facebook would end up meaning so much to me.
I never dreamed I would find someone I love this much.
I could never ask for more.

Now every chance my Dad get he sais, ''You and him are the best birthday present I had ever gotten!''
I wish he was still here today to say that, he left about two months into our relationship.

Beauty is only skin deep, 
your beauty is not based upon
what you drive weather it
be a Camaro or a Jeep.

     Beauty is based upon
 who you are as an individual.
  You may be a pushover, a nice 
person or a straight up tool.

   Beauty does not determine your
self worth.  Remember you're not 
the only being of this earth. 

   Beauty is not just your face,
beauty is your morals, 
your value, or your grades, it doesn't 
matter. Not everyone is an ace. 

   Your time to shine will come.

Let things be said.
I say I could never trust another man.
But yet here amidst the pain in my heart you land.
With you I'm found, without you I'm lost.
With you. I've a place of belonging.
Without you, vulnerable to most everything came across.

Words cannot describe how much I love you.
Many a person will give you a false proclamation of love, but one be true.
Existence with you, a dream.
His love strong enough to give my life that one thing its never had.
A gleam.
Now I have a purpose,
a reason,
a want to live.
A person to love,
two lives to live

THE DEEDS WE DO FOR LOVE
I gave up my father, for love.
I gave up my dreams, for love.
I gave up my heart, for love.
I gave up money, for love.
The things we do for love.
We test ourselves as we walk amongst the vitreous path
of which we created.
We canvass ourselves daily.
Can I do this?
Will I avail?
Love hath seized many a possession of mine.
I do not care.
The deeds we do for love.
We eschew many an asset for the honorarium of love.
The deeds we do for love.

I'm just sitting here
Staring at the starry sky
Just thinking for a moment
What a beautiful night is this

I'm still sitting here
Feel so excited at the moon
So bright, in the night sky
What a beautiful night is this

Then I thought
This life is really beautiful
But it wasn't really beautiful
Before I meet you...

You're more beautiful
Than a shiny star...
You're more beautiful
Than a bright moon...
You're beautiful
Than everything...

And I can't lie about it...
You're more beautiful than everything...

Even though we're separated away
I can not stop thinking about you...
Even though you're not here right now
I always feel you're so close to me...
That's all because...
You're the most beautiful thing in my life...

It started young then grew to be something more than just being a friend.
Soon enough it became something special.
Soon in turned into a wedding for many and all to attend.

   A long white flowing dress.
Long, curly tresses.

    A flowing veil.
A petal lined trail.

     A promise of forever.
A promise to treasure.

    A diamond ring.
Ready for anything life can bring.

Land of the Dead

Broken and lost, 
walking upon the road of the forgotten.
I hear the Land of the Dead calling.
Shall I answer or shall I decline?
Which shall I do?
I answer.
Beauty, it's carrier.
Scars, it's pride.
Sorrow, it's food.
Land of the Dead, a place of no smiles, 
a place of sorrow, a place 
of darkness, a place for me. 
Hunted I was, a lamb to the slaughter.
Descending, falling, deeper into a descent 
I cannot stop, but saved by another.
Another, who managed to bring me back, another whom I fell in love with, another who cannot and never will be replaced.

I know my father.

   His hands, 
his voice,
his eyes, 
a kindred spirit,
my father.

     Soft,
yet work hardened hands,
   to the rescue when I had fallen.

   Grey eyes, 
eyes that seemed
to see into my soul,
seemed to look through me, transparent, 
I seemed.

    Voice,
deep yet loving, 
unforgettable,
and kind.

   Kind,
loving, 
and honest,
my father fell under each one of those 
categories. 

For: Kurt Brown

There was a struggle, 
there was a life lost.
   A wife left without a husband,
a child without a father.
  Many a tear was shed that day. 
  A loved one, lost.
 God's child, home. 
  At once we lay him down
   to rest, he fought bravely 
and honors the country 
faithfully alongside the best.

Enjoy your days for they are numbered.
All have an expiration date.
There does come a day when all come to pass.
A day when dues are to be paid.

Lost but found,
  I was a beast but beauty hath found me.
   Broken, but you brought me back, 
you never gave up on me, 
you  mended me when I was broken, 
 all I ever needed was you. 
   You were all I needed
and all I had.
  When all I had left were the 
pieces of my broken, bruised, 
and shattered heart. I still had you.
   Thick or thin, we were together.
   Not to far in the future,
I sound he sought another. 

   But how?

   He hath proved himself faithful,
yet he leave me for another. 
    It takes an cold, hard
heart to do such a thing unto 
another. 
  What evil have I done unto you?
   Why do I in return of my grace receive
lies and betrayal?

   I was broken, you brought me back.
 You fixed me then you broke me into even
more pieces than last time.

    Your girl left and here you came,
running back to me, running back to me 
to pick up the pieces. But when you tried I cut you
I left a scar, to be dwelled on, 
a scar for your memories.