Alone

Where am I,
Is this the reason why,
Feeling lost and alone,
as life passes by,
Yet, no one can hear me,
As I look to the sky,
and give out a cry,
For the love that past by,

Why can't you see,
What has happened to me,
This person that I have become,
The feelings inside,
Never trying to hide,
My heart, from my mind,
Breaking time after time,
and the reason to be,

The memories of the past,
kept in an hour glass,
The running of the sands of time,
repeating in my mind,
Giving my heart, right from the start,
My mind lights up that new spark,
as the heart beats fast,

Then after a while,
You lose that sweet smile,
and pain and anger ensue,
breaking my heart,
with a penknife to start,
now I listen to the old ragtime blues,
A drink in my hand, thinking of a lost land,
Isolated from a world I knew,
Beginning again,
Thinking of love a new,
with a broken smile.






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Come Away

I was battered,

 and broken,

These words,

that I've spoken,

These lines,

that I've written,

The pain,

that I've suffered,

I had to escape from,

The hurt from another,

And now I'm finally free,

Come away,

 come away with me,

Come away,

 come away,

save yourself,

You have captured my heart,

And the words that we've spoken,

our hearts have been broken,

So many times,

from the pain,

and lies,

I promise you,

We'll live,

our lives,

Leaving the pain behind,

Now that we are finally free,

Come away, 

come away with me,

Come away, 

come away,

be yourself,

Create your dream,

lets turn it in to reality,

and change our lives,

The way they're meant to be. 








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To Love

I love you,

I want to hold you in my arms, 

I want to kiss you lips, 

underneath the stars, 

I want to see you smile, 

it puts me in a peaceful place, 

I want to lie with you, 

and touch your face, 

I want to feel your heartbeat, 

beating on my chest, 

As I hold you, 

in a loving caress,

I want to be there,

lying next to you,

your head on my chest,

as we say "I love you to."








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There's Something You Should Know

There's something you should know,

about how I feel and what I see,

Why I'm so in love with you,

and I hope you can see,

Each time I say she's beautiful,

she refuses to accept it,

I say she's amazing,

she turns away,

Each time I say she'e wonderful,

she gives a heavy sigh,

If I didn't mean them,

I wouldn't say them,

believe me, this is no lie,

This is what I mean,

The way she smiles,

when she looks at me,

and holds me in her arms,

The way she talks to me,

and kisses my lips,

The conversations we have,

she puts a smile on my face,

Each time we talk,

makes my heart race,

The way she makes me feel,

it's a complete and utter love,

something that feels unreal,

She's beautiful, 

amazing and wonderful,

She's everything to me,

Now do you understand,

Now do you see,

Why I feel like this?

and you are with me. 

To my Darling Wendy,

I Love You!

xoxo

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I Miss You So Much

I miss my baby so much,
I miss her kiss, her smile, her touch,
her smell, her laugh, her warm embrace,
I'll never forget,
how she makes me feel,
When she's in my arms,
I'm in a peaceful place,
The gentle kiss of her lips,
the touch of her face,
Her eyes are filled with love,


But now I sit here on my own,
and think of her,
How much I wish I was there,
by her side, 
I know it's a few month away,
but a day away is to long,
The pain that I feel inside,
is something that I try so hard to hide,
To be without her,
 is like the sun never rising,


Maybe I'm wrong putting this down,
giving my heart,
Longing to be with the one you love,
believing that she is your world,
You'd move heaven and earth for,
Dreaming of the future,
the things we'd do,
Wanting just to be with you,


To travel the world,
visit new places,
Create new dreams,
and making them real,
To plan our lives, say our marriage vows, 
I'll love you forever till the day I die,
I am your King, and you my Queen,
Direct descendant or at least it seems.


Forever Yours,


John 








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For You!

I'd fall on Excalibur for you,
Slay the dragons and demons to,
I'd ride a million miles,
just to be with you,
Because my heart,
 forever belongs to you,
There's nothing that I wouldn't do,
Just to be where you are,
To walk with you,


Hand in hand underneath the stars,
To be with you when it rains,
and kiss your lips to ease the pain,
I hold you in my gentle arms,
and feel your heart beating,
Beating from your chest,
When I kiss your lips,
I feel a tenderness, 


Your smiles so sweet,
it gives a warm glow,
You know how much I love you so,
If you wanted the stars,
I'd bring them to you,
or swim the oceans,
Do something new,
Write a story for me and you,


I'd do anything,
Just to be with you,
A vision of hopes and dreams,
We'd work on it and make it real,
stamp on it and make the seal,
Our hopes and dreams will come true,
because I believe in me and you.


Forever Your's


John    






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Menancholy Feelings

Why is it that life is so difficult? I feel in love with someone who lives in another country the problem is it's going to cost around 3 grand to be with her. And each month we're away from each other is driving me insane. We're both in jobs we don't like and don't pay enough, she's being hounded by men on the internet whilst I just sit here and try to be patient. But get left hanging in front of the computer for hours waiting when she says I'll call you back.
My fiancée's due to come over to England in the next couple of days and I can't wait. She's never been outside of her country before so this will be a whole new experience for her. My only concern is that during the time I was waiting to go to see her, in her country. I was more concerned in meeting her than actually going to see the country. I don't know maybe it's just the excitement of coming to the country, that brought Dr Who in to her life or British movies.
How do people manage to smother there partners when they don't see them and get to talk to them for an hour or two apart from the weekends? They used to talk for hours on end about anything and everything but as time goes by the talking becomes less and less.




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