sâmbătă, 3 mai 2008

The only one by Aangel

"Sweet the hands that laid me to the ground, sweet the voice that makes the sweetest sound... And I won’t go down, I won’t go down on my knees, there’s just you and me, we are the only ones... I’ve heard of love that inside she makes you strong, in your arms is where I feel I belong... And it’s only if you want it that I’ll be gone...There’s just you and me, we are THE ONLY ONES..."

He is the only real love in her life, the one she always turns back to...and she is the one he always turns back to no matter what happens... It's in his eyes that she sees her unborne babies, it's on his lips she hears the song of her future, it's in his arms that she feels safe, it's his love that makes her whole... Last night they saw each other... she felt so fulfilled when he hold her in his arms, when he kissed her, when he whispered those sweet words in her ear, when he caressed her...
She thought about him all night, she felt his sweet embrace till the dawn, she heard his soft voice ll through the night, she closed her eyes and saw his face... she knew he is her only true love, the only one she really cared for, the one she wanted to see happy even at the price of her sorrow... she didn't want to disappoint him, she tried to be there for him every time he needed her...
He will be forever her special someone, her pleasure and her pain, her joy and her sorrow, her life-giver and her life-taker, her angel and her devil... He is and will always be the one who takes her up, beyond the sky,to the sweetest paradise and then back down into the cruelest hell, he is the one who can make her feel like she's on fire and the next minute he can make her feel so cold... but he is the only one the was honest with her from the beginning... He never promised her anything like others do but he gave her much more than she ever expected...he gave her his friendship, his trust and finally he gave her his love...

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She met her yang..after all she was his ying..si in dansu lor androgin s-au simtzit impliniti si fericiti..iubire platonica..perfecta..si ca toate cele perfecte aceasta a trebuit sa moara pentru a atinge perfectiunea..pentru ca odata..sa se nasca din [propria cenusa...