reflections

on hold

loveonholdEver since I met you
I’ve been
Holding my breath
Hoping
That maybe
Someday
You would
Hold my hand
Until then
You’ve got
A strong
Hold on my heart
I feel it breaking
Each time
I see you
Holding her
So close
So tight
Breathing in
And out
As I fight
The tears inside
Holding on
Try to be strong
Hold it
Won’t show it
To love and to hold
Sometimes means
Letting go
Hold my head up high
As I wave good bye
No more
Love on hold

they say to of loved and lost is better than to have never loved at all...is that the same for writing? to of wrote and never be read is better than to never have wrote at all??? and so here are my writings for all the world to see....love is a universal language, and im sure my heartaches and joys are shared by millions of people everyday, so hopefully you relate to what i have felt. "I was regretting the past and fearing the future. Suddenly God was speaking, "My name is 'I am'". I waited. God continued, "When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I was.' When you live in the future, with its problems and fears, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I will be.' When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here. My name is 'I am.' As seen on the kitchen wall of Saint Benedict´s Monastery. Who is SheRocks??? Just a gurl who has been through the ups and downs of love and then some :-) These are some of the writings I have written throughout the years, and continually writing.

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