reflections

ya got me

ya know ya always said
that you’d be around
always said, that you’d know how
to get to me, didn’t matter
day or night
well baby
where are ya now?

my cheeks
they havent been dry
in weeks
my nights, spent cryin
turnin, my pillow turnin
lookin for the dry side
all night cryin

surrender
yea i remember
ya always said, you’d know how
to get to me
what you would do
yea if ya only knew
you can still get to me
baby, where are you now

didnt think that you’d
be still gettin to me
wonderin why
im tryin to hide
what you do to me
all day fighting

surrender
yea i remember
ya always said, you’d know how
to get to me
what you would do
yea if ya only knew
you can still get to me
baby, where are you now

my mind wonders
what you could be doin
if ya ever think about
gettin to me
wonder if
i got to you

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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