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Miss Cornelia May 2015
My dear,
I love you.
I love your smile
I love your laugh
I love it when you taste your own happiness

My dear,
I love you also means
I will try to make your smile
I will try to make your laugh
I will try to find you happiness and make it come to you

and, my dear,
I love you.
Don't you feel responsible about your love's happiness?
Miss Cornelia May 2015
My dear, don't you see
its rainy outside

But my dear, don't you see
its sunny inside
inside us
Miss Cornelia Dec 2014
''I didn't love him, '' I said.

Because I don't know what 'love' is, and I don't want definy it to the world-- if it could be defined in words.

What I know is
My silent soul keep whispering his name
My instincs say yes,

And for me, this is more than just feelings

Can love defined as 'when a soul found its peace and tranquility' ?
I love him. My soul love him.
  Dec 2014 Miss Cornelia
Natalie
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
  Dec 2014 Miss Cornelia
Joanna
Kiss away my sorrows like the sun on wet streets,
Pull me into your arms like its the last we'll ever meet,
Gaze into my eyes with endless compassion and wonder,
Let me be your lightning and you can be my thunder.
© Joanna Mrsich. All rights reserved
  Dec 2014 Miss Cornelia
Megan H
I used to be a bird.
I flew high up in the skies.
Raced the sunrise,
Floated through the starry nights.
Flew above the ocean
With my wings expanded.
I was a majestic creature.
It was a beautiful life,
Until the day
You broke my wings
And I forgot how to fly.
Miss Cornelia Dec 2014
"Every woman can have a husband... But not every woman can have a lover."**

I quoted this from my favorite author. This is really open my eyes. There are differences between husband and lover.

"A lover is just like paintings... When you bought it and put it on the wall, all you want is redecorate your room to make the room follow the beauty of the paintings.''


"And a husband is just like when you want to buy a table. You came to the store with geometry terms, and you bought the one by the money you have and after you count will it be fit in your room.''

And there is come this quote from different writer, ''I separate my body and my soul. You can only choose one, either my body or my soul..''
What your opinion? I'm so sad that some people can't marry their lover because 'terms' and 'you not only need love in marriage'.  I think its sad when we marry someone but deep down in our heart we knew that our heart already taken by someone else.
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