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I Love You
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One look at you was all it took for me to realize that I want you to be mine. Non stop thinking in my head. Trying to make it a reality. My softie is what I call you trying to make you mine. I'll do anything for you all at the same time. You think these are word that I'm spiting in your ear. But it's coming for my heart. Counting down on my calender waiting to see to face. Never want those memory 2 erase. Until tha day, making plans, until that day holding hands. Ok maybe I'm feaning but who care. Just think about the years we never shared. Until that day will only be a dream to me. You don't understand now what you mean to me.
(Tyiesha)
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Posted on 22 August, 2005, 11:33 pm by cornbread
Category: I Love You
What's good about confusing si...
It was raining and it was bad for the bench Cary painted yesterday. She thought she should have put a notice there to prevent everybody from sitting, but it was too late, she saw a young man, Tom his name was, was going to sit and she started to wave up her hands. The young man turned around and saw a girl backing. He smiled and sat down on the bench. Cary seized her head and ran up to the man: “I have warned you! What have you done!” she said. The young man was really confused and furious: “You were just waving your hands, how could I know it was a warning. You should have said clearly!” Having said this he picked up his mobile phone and told somebody about the force major. He was late for a job interview that day. The girl was also confused and sorry for the guy and about the marred bench.
Cary forgot about this accident as soon as she started her usual working day in the office. She was responsible for sending information letters to the large number of the company dealers and she was almost flying along the office corridors in a hurry. All other workers got used to that and always tried to step away of her road but there were two freshmen in the company and they had no idea about that. So she suddenly crashed into them and when she looked up she saw the same young man she met on the bench in the morning. He changed his countenance and said angrily: “Here you are again? It is too much for today. You are lucky I have passed the interview, in spite of your bench…” Cary didn’t let him finish his idea, shook his hand as hard as she could, gave the best of her smiles and disappeared.
Soon she had to face the two young people directly at the working process. She had to send some of their documents. She usually checked all the original mail, so she did this time. And Cary found something was wrong with the papers. She made all necessary corrections before sending. In an hour the young people, Nick and Tom, entered her room with a box of chocolate to thank her for help.
Since then her relationship with Tom got warmer and easier. ...
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Posted on 20 August, 2005, 6:44 am by Olga
Category: I Love You
The day I met my lifetime love should by all accounts be recorded from here on after as the single most important moment in my life. I, of course, had no idea what had just happened when a nice American guy took pity on me (a simple New Zealand lass) and started chatting about my latest homework assignment on American history. And that was our first conversation, the first of so many more to come. We've been chatting now for over a year and I can only describe it as the best times in my life, times where we can both connect with each other in a way that defies possibilities. We have had our ups and downs like any other couple the only important difference is that making up can never be as fun. There are many obstacles still in store for our relationship, including meeting and shifting to the same country and same house even, but I know without a doubt it will work out ... true love just does you know ...
Sometimes the difficulties involved may seem overwhelming: the distance, the time, the reaction of friends and family, the money involved ... but one saying that I've always liked is that love is an energy it can't be created or destroyed - it just is ... and that's the best way to describe how I love Jason and how I know it will last ... love you Jason
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Posted on 29 June, 2005, 9:44 pm by romantic
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