Truest and Purest LoveAnd could you find a love greater than my ownor a desire deeper than the sea through which I,find myself drowning ever more in?Is there a love purer than my own for you,or a wish greater than mine?To forever be with your presence,that is to wake each morn by your sideand to see love pure spring from me.Will you live to see the day that one,such as myself, could ever and in reality finda woman who be both selfish and selfless?She who loves you more than her very being,who finds herself more in your presencethan she ever has with anyone elseas with her own self.Would you be able to find anotherwho holds you as dear as I,who would throw herself at your feetif merely you say it to be so?And yes, would you find someonewho understands you as much as Iand who doesn't understand you as much as me?If you thus find her, who isn't me,would you then marry her or else forever livein guilt to the love that was given theebut was shunned and not looked upon.
Where art my love?Such a story is a paramour of my dreams,and will true love be never mine to hold.Shall it remain forever a dreamor shall I see it opened before melike a chest of gold yearned by alland simply mine.For I desire my own true love,not that of others who hath their own wishesbecause I, selfish thusfor that which is rightfully mine -my own deserving true happiness.I neither wish to take which isn't minebut to find what was fated to bemeant only for me.Can I seek to find only my own true love?Finding not those whose hearts I may breakor to find those who might break mine own.For there may only be meand there shalt just be him.Him whom I desire most of allabove everyone else, him, who is love,the embodiment of my heart andthe yearning of my soul.Where art thou?
MomentumThere are still words that remain unsaidand though I've been quite honestthere are still things I can't seem to tell youand there are things that you won't tell me.A difference lies between us,between secrets and liesand I want to be able to tell you thingsand hear the words I long to be told.Will we wait for the morrow that won't allowfor those words and actions to bespoken or done?There are things that need to be saidbut when I finally find the right opportunityto tell you such, you walk awayunaware of my need to speak.And when you've finally realized it,gone is the momentum and the right timefor those words to truly be spoken.And nothing can bring back the chancesfor words to be said, and deeds to be done.
Aking pagmamahal(Tagalog/Filipino)Minahal kita ng hustoat kahit na hindi nagkatotoona minahal mo din ako..tuloy pa rin ang pakiramdam ko.Kase itong pagmamahalwalang tigil kahit gaano katagal.At sasabihin ko ito sa magandang asalay mabuti at buong maranggal.---English Translation:I loved you dearlyand even if it didn't come truethat you loved me toomy feelings for you continue.Because this lovehas no ending, no matter how long.And I tell you this, in a good manner,is nice and entirely pure.
love in A noun, verb, adjyou are the Apple of my eye andmy heart is Attracted to you so.i Ache for your presence.i Appear in love with you,because i Am.i Always yearn to hear your voiceand i Answer your every needeven if i Already know,you Aren't in love with me.yet why do i Assume that deep downyou're Attracted to me too.
AbandonedOut of place and out of time.Underappreciated among the crowd,that which once was treasuredhas now become a part of the past.And they have long goneand left her behind,unconsciously leaving her out of everythingwhile she remains standing still.Looking at the people she holds so dearthe footsteps and distance keeping them apartand the emptiness, with the feeling of abandonment.
Tears of an AngelDrops are pouring outside,slow at first like water dropletsbefore pouring in the formof a million tears.Thousands of angels crying outin painful remembranceof the hardships of the world.Endless sounds of pitter-patter on the groundwith the dark sky engulfing every ray of light.Eternal till nothing is left to cry for,and it passes as the world forgetsand starts anew.
Because of youTo me, you are my everythingand my heart continues to love youso I've opened myself up to painof heartache and senseless wandering.I've let myself continue to dreamand I submerge myself in fantasiesthat shall appear only in the darkness of night.Butterflies in my stomach whenever I see you,may it be in my dreams or in real life.And you make me smile insideeven if you cannot see...just because you're there.