well blogging, never thought it would be so hard to think of a topic. I bet you other blogger(s), know what you are going to write before you write it. Well news for you, if you haven't realized. I don't have a clue what i am writing. I hope it comes to me.
Well to pick a topic, i don't. I let it come to me.
Well my inspiration is out in Serbia for ten days. I believe i found my topic.
So can i have a redo? Possible, maybe, defiantly... it is my blog after all.
Title: Izzy!!!
I love Izzy, she is the keeper of my heart. I miss her so much. She is out on Serbia for ten days, not ten days to be exact but eight. But still 8 days!!! No...No...No. I ain't being childish. I love her, my waking moments... She has conquered. My sleeping moments... She has conquered. My every moment... She has conquered.
I will give her my everything if i can. I love her so.
I miss her so... I bet you are thinking, shut up. We get the F***ing message. I bet you do. But this is my blog. LOl
If you look at my other blog you will realize; how different my writing has become. I don't write like a lost fool. I write like i am alive again. But my punctuation and grammar is still shyte. Lol :P
Monday, 3 August 2009
A new chapter
I have some news, more joyful news. I have finally found love again. I thought; i would never find love again. Well i didn't find it. It found me. She found me. She returned my heart.
She may of returned my heart. But i gave it to her. She is the only one, i want to hold it, to own it, and love it. My heart is hers. I gave it to her. I trust her with it. I love her. I now know, what i want. What i want is her, forever and always. I love you, Izzy. She is my fiance, soon to be my wife.
I gave her my heart, like a rose. She is my rose. My is love. My angel. My savior from my darkness.
My heart is open, again. It is open to writing poetry, it is open to write music, it is open to sing again, it is open to play the piano again, it is open to love again. My list can go on and on. But i won't torment you with that, not now anyways.
She may of returned my heart. But i gave it to her. She is the only one, i want to hold it, to own it, and love it. My heart is hers. I gave it to her. I trust her with it. I love her. I now know, what i want. What i want is her, forever and always. I love you, Izzy. She is my fiance, soon to be my wife.
I gave her my heart, like a rose. She is my rose. My is love. My angel. My savior from my darkness.
My heart is open, again. It is open to writing poetry, it is open to write music, it is open to sing again, it is open to play the piano again, it is open to love again. My list can go on and on. But i won't torment you with that, not now anyways.
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