I was just getting used to being alone
then you came alone and got my hopes up

Now, I'm going to have to get used to it again

Let it Be

Sometimes shit happens, sometimes there's nothing that you can do about it, sometimes you want to scream out loud but the breath doesn't come, sometimes you want to stand strong but you have not the strength, sometimes all you can do if fall, then when you fall, fall on a friend, on a loved one, on someone who can catch you, all you need to know is that you are not alone, no one is alone in the world.

When stuff like this happens remember, this is how it's supposed to be, how God wanted it to be, it may not make sense to us now, but in the end it will be perfectly clear.

Many times I've wondered why God lets this happen and many times my questions have gone unanswered, Many times I've wondered why we go on, but I know that we can't give up, that there is a reason. You just have to stay strong.

God comforts those that go to him, he doesn't turn anyone away, I know that for sure.

Love comes with a knife,
not some shy question,
and not with fears
for its reputation!

I say these things disinterestedly.
Accept them in kind.

Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.

A tiny spider tries to wrap an enormous wasp.
Think of the spiderweb woven across the cave
where Muhammad slept!

There are love stories,
and there is obliteration into love.

You've been walking the ocean's edge,
holding up your robes to keep them dry.
You must dive naked under and deeper under,
a thousand times deeper!

Love flows down!!
The ground submits to the sky and suffers
what comes.

Tell me, is the earth worse
for giving in like that?
Don't put blankets over the drum!
Open completely.
Let your spirit-ear listen to the green dome's passionate murmur.

Let the cords of your robe be untied.
Shiver in this new love beyond all above and below.

The sun rises, but which way
does night go?

I have no more words. Let soul speak with the silent
articulation of a face.

--Rumi

Ok, straight up, no beating around the bush, no getting distracted, no changing the subject, nothing like that, nope nope nope.

definitely nothing like that.............definitely

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There's this girl,

but I am far to shy to ask her

Subway Mistake

Sitting on the subway

waiting for the time

Sitting on the subway

Wish that I would die

The out of no where

like a comet in the sky

You sit beside me

I have to wonder why

Stop by stop the train goes on

Smiles and glances fill the car

Stop by stop the train goes on

I hope that she is going far

After all the silence

A conversation starts

Nothing but smiles

The look in her eyes

Fills my heart is calm

The smell of her hair

All of these thing smash my senses like a bomb

And as all thing look up

The train it stops

I look up and see Yorkdale

and frown inside

Stand up

Look back

One last smile

Through the window as the car goes on

And let it roll away.

Why didn't I just stay on