Life is Irrecoverably Wasted ...

As I write, I'll sing this song for the greatest love I've ever known. To my heart, you have the only key, I beg of you, never set me free. I prayed to God for a love so true now, I, realize He already knew. In time my prayer WAS answered, the most wonderful man HE BLESSED ME WITH YOU. What we share feels so right to say I love you every night. Wonderful moments shared, precious memories, still tell me you care. I see your shadow, as I lay myself to sleep. Dreams of you, oh so sweet in my heart, I will keep. Look into my heart, my life. Tell me, what do you see? can you feel the need, the want, as I love being your wife, you my husband. Much joy and happiness you've brought me. If I had life to live again, I'd want to with you, my lover, my best friend. Always and Forever, I'll love you till the end.

The past holds many secrets for everyone, some secrets are harmless, some secrets are threatening and some secrets are just life changing, Secrets that many would die before ever revealing. In our lives we do not realize when a sentence, a thought, a doing or ever a whisper shall become a secret, Precious little things turn out to be an adventure and a change of events turn out to become deep dark secrets. From a tender age to an adult life, we gather secrets, Secrets sometimes we record in our neatly paged diaries and neatly folded letters, Secrets solely meant for our eyes only. Secrets are just secrets, but secrets, Most are revealed in unpredictable circumstances, those that open a can of worms, But the most dangerous of all secrets, Are the ones very well kept hidden. Do u have a secret?

Marriage is ugly, you see the absolute worst in someone. You see them when they’re mad, sad, being stubborn, when they’re so unlovable they make you scream. But you also get to see them when they are laughing so hard that tears run down their face, and they can’t help but let out those weird gurgling noises. You see them at 3am when the world is asleep except you two, and you’re eating in the middle of the kitchen floor. You get to see the side of them that no one else does, and it’s not always pretty. Its snorting while laughing, its the tears when it feels like its all crashing down, its the farting, its the bedhead and bad breath, its the random dances, its the anger and the joy. Marriage isn’t a beautiful thing, but it is amazing. It’s knowing that someone loves you so much, and won’t leave you even though you said something nasty. It’s having someone have your back no matter what. Its fights over stupid things, like someone not doing the dishes or picking up after themselves. And...

Respect is the language of the heart, it’s felt, not demanded. You don’t earn it through position or title, but through the way you treat others when no one’s watching. Respect is never about who’s above or below you, but about recognizing the worth in every soul you meet.

Respect is quiet. It doesn’t need to shout or prove itself. It lives in small gestures, gentle tones, and the ability to treat others with dignity, even when emotions run high.

Sometimes… just really sometimes… you wonder what this other person is doing.  If they are thinking about you?  If they miss you?  If they are watching a movie or are out with friends.  If they are looking at the same sky and searching for the same falling star to make the very same wish as you do.  You keep wondering what they are doing at this exact moment.  If they see a couple sitting in the park and remember about you and times you were together holding hands, sharing stories and laughing just like this couple does.  Sometimes… you wonder if they are missing you like you miss them. If they want to talk to you, if they want to hold you, if they want just to look in your eyes and find the answers to all the questions they have in mind.  But then sometimes… just really sometimes… they do not call you, do not mail you and you do not get replies to your text messages. And then the only thing left for you is this wonderin...

I want to be with someone who I can open up and be myself around without being uncomfortable since I'm a bit of a mess. I want to be with somebody who actually understands me, who doesn't mind listening to my pointless rants over and over. I want to be with somebody who treats me like I'm someone exceptional even though I don't have much to offer.