Saturday sidewalks are filled by the youthful,
the boys with young muscles and hard heads,
the girls with soft skin under short skirts.
They wander sidewalks in search of escape.
Each of them dance with lust,
drink hard,
and inject madness
into their veins.

On Sunday mornings,
after the splendor of uninhibited release,
the young weep in regret of poor choices,
their air saturated in reality.

Sidewalks then belong to the wise
who wake from a good rest.
These men and women drink roasted coffee,
reflect on a transcendent spirituality,
read great poetry,
and meet friends to discuss
the roots of democracy.

Every year, the unchanging concrete slabs
of sidewalks appear slightly different.
They reflect our perspectives.
Sidewalks that once led to freedom,
now lead to enlightenment.
In future years,
these same sidewalks
will lead to rest.

Sweetie, hey,
Look at your reflection in the mirror
Not your pool of tears

See? you're young and beautiful
Not to mention that gorgeous smile

Yes, I know it hurts
When he chose to forget you
As you promised to remember him

But, Darling, you knew
You always knew
He never gives you his heart

Now, stop being so ******* yourself
Realize that it's neither your fault
Cause heart loves whom it chooses

Yes, you both didn't work out
Or at least that's what he said
But it doesn't mean love wasn't there
In that blink of a time
Love was there

I understand that you want him, only him
But you also need to use your mind
If he crossed your road
Someone else will do too
Eventhough this new guy will have his smile
Or his crooked teeth and sinking cheeks
But he will be able to fall as hard as you will

Baby, forgive yourself
Make peace with fate
Recall the fact that he refused to be the sun
For your white roses
Therefore you should make your own light
And decorate your garden with grace

I promise the right guy is waiting
He might be stuck on some tree right now
But he's around

It's a long tunnel indeed
But it all will be worth every dime

XO,
Amalia

You wasn't there so you texted me like you holded me in your arms and whispered in my ear : I don't want you to leave me or sulk me because of all I did or do ...   I just show you my fear , fear you leave me , or you change your mind about me , about staying' with me , about lovin' me , about being with me forever like you said.
I'm scared about everything ... I'm scared that your dad didn't accept to leave you travel alone , or something make him changes his mind about this ... Like I told you before ... when I get too close to happiness something go wrong and it goes away ... because all of this , all you doing for me it's too beautiful and perfect to be truth.

Livin' with you ... hold you in my arms ... to spend the rest of my life with you ... have you for me in my bed all the night  ...  I wouldn't be alone anymore ~ We'll be together.

I want this future ! I want you in my future !
You are My future
i don't want something or someone break this , I promise you I will not break it  , I'm your , only yours ! I will not cheat on you  , you just haveto respect the 3 rules and everythings will be fine.
Never leave me ~
Be Wise ~
Obey Me ~

No matter what happens and what I do

i read your text a hundred time and i still read it.

Famous or known, wise
or grown, gone or just zero?
Grained or unraveled?

"Your heart and my heart
Are very, very old friends"

Laying in bed watching the hours pass by.
Wondering how those good time just up and died.
I wish they were relive able.
The time I had were that unbelievable.

They say smile at the good memories. But knowing they could never repeat makes it impossible.
But there will be more time to spend making new ones.
We  have to stand strong when the bad time shoot us down with big guns.

People come and go, just can't let the tears show.
I tell the people I love that I love them, just so they know.
You never really know when your time ends.
So just be careful and watch how your time is spent.

Don't sit around having regrets because of your mistakes.
Just learn from your lesson.
We all have to confess to every bad choice we make.
It's okay, your human, no one's perfect.

As long as you know where you stand, you'll have my respect.