Love me tender, love me sweet

love me tender, love me sweet
never let me go
you have made my life complete
and i love you so
love me tender, love me true
all my dreams fulfilled
for my darling i love you and i always will

love me tender, love me deep
tell me you are mine
I'll be yours through all the years
till the end of time
love me tender, love me true
all my dreams fulfilled
for my darling i love you and i always will

love me tender, love me true
all my dreams fulfilled
for my darling i love you and i always will
always will...

Your crowning glory

Some girls are fair
Some are jolly and fit
Some have a well bread air
Or a well honed wit
Each one's a jewel
With a singular shine
A work of art with its own rare design
Dear little girl you are terribly blessed
But it's your heart of gold I love the best
And that will be your crowning glory
Your whole life through
It'll always be your crowing glory
The most glorious part of you

Some boys can waltz
Some guys can groove
Strike an elegant pose
With the really good clothes
Some seem to have no faults
But we never like those
No we don't
He'll praise your eyes
Your melodious laugh
Ha ha
Call you more lovely than others by half
The ones who right
My glorious prince
Will be honest and true
I believe in me too
And prize your heart of gold the way I do
He'll know that that will be your crowning glory
Your whole life through
Your love will see that it's your crowning glory
The most glorious part of you

would you like some cheese with those crackers?

1) Late at night, when the hum of the everyday world retreats like the sun on the horizon....I think of you.

2)I could conquer the world with just one hand as long as you were holding the other.

3) I never understood why my friends would ever say "she's the one" or "I know I want to spend the rest of my life with her", but now, being with you, I've finally realized why.

4) If Santa asks me what christmas gift I want, I'll tell him that he can't afford it. For you are a gift not just for one christmas, but for all seasons to come. One you is more than enough for all lifetimes

5)Last night I looked up into the stars and matched each one with a reason why I love you. I was doing great untill I ran out of stars

6)If you held up 11 roses into a mirror, you’d be looking at 12 of the most beautiful things in the world.

HAHA look what I found!

I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother.


Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.


Oh loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face.


Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.


I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don’t take that paper bag off of your face.


I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -
Damn, I’m good at telling lies!


My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life.


I see your face when I am dreaming.
That’s why I always wake up screaming


My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?


My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “go to hell”

white packets the so called key to freedom

I sat on my bed , dimmed the lights in my room and thought. What was I going to do about him? How did it all happen?My heart raced at the thought of him. ''Is he going to come here? How did I fall for such a drastic thing?'' I just sat there pondering upon thoughts and memories in the dim light cast by the night-lamp Mother bought me a few years back. I was overwhelmed by the silence in my room. The more I realized how tranquil the environment was, the more the memories of me and him filled my head. I felt like I was being buried alive underneath the memories. Oh, the dances we attended.The parties, the laughter, the nights we spent just lying underneath the moon-lit and star-filled sky.

Those were definitely the days. Every girl I knew wanted him. Every girl was jealous of what I had, but little did they know that the happy times with this mysterious stranger ended exactly one year after he proposed to me. Every night he used to walk down to the basement and slide open a drawer. He spends hours in the basement before going to bed. Well I finally took an interest in this situation. I walked down after an hour of his ''disappearance'' to find him on our old couch, stonned. He wasn't aware of anything. I wasn't sure if he passed out and was a little too scared to stick around for long to find out.

I ran to the drawer to find white packets. I called the police.