A Matter of....It was alwaysa matter ofwhen not if. Now it's a matter of hopes anddreams.
A Gentleman.....I met a person today,A real Gentleman, I never knew till that moment, what exactly one is, what it means to betreated as a lady, now I do, and wow It is aWonderful!feeling, Cheeks turning red,as the gentleman, helped meout of my coat, hanging it up turned to me, and Smiled. Never before,has one man treated,me such, makes one wonder, Why was this stopped? Where are all these gentlemen gone? A few exist, but so little...Should not every lady, every girl, women, deserve a real proper gentleman? One who opens doors, who has table manners, who helps you put on your coat, and take it off, one who kisses your hand... Now days... that is so rare... I want to rai
BloodRolling,bathing, drinking, in red, rich ruby, death blood red, hands strained red,blood dripping, down her body, one fascinating drop, rolls down, splash.. straining the white,carpet.
One EmoctionLove. Will we, mere mortals, Ever understand it? One emotion, that has every,girl sighing. every man, dreading... We mortals.. we play, with the idea. without reallyFeeling, KnowingLove. I fear, that I may, never understand and that.. my dear friends, that scares me.
Happy and SadTears drying, Smile Breaking, Happiness pushesTo the front. And Sadness melts away,Fading back into The dark pitsTo lay in wait Of it's next innocent victim.And Happiness smiles, She's the victor once again, Laughingly,She pity's Sadness, Joy, happiness, loveAll good beingsThey win. Always. ConqueringDark times,In the EndGood alwaysRemains.
PonderingI ponder, do these words, these advices, are they truths?or lies? If truths, should one not be happyand not sad? If lies...Am I wrong to rejoice..them?