tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15059020083985099412024-03-13T17:57:13.045-07:00Life, love, lessions & triumphs of an artistlisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-33288480217893583242011-05-20T18:31:00.001-07:002011-05-20T18:31:39.857-07:00Bound To YouSweet love, sweet love <br />
Trapped in your love <br />
I've opened up, unsure I can trust <br />
My heart and I were buried in dust <br />
Free me, free us <br />
<br />
You're all I need when I'm holding you tight <br />
If you walk away I will suffer tonight <br />
<br />
I found a man I can trust <br />
And boy, I believe in us <br />
I am terrified to love for the first time <br />
Can you see that I'm bound in chains <br />
I finally found my way <br />
I am bound to you <br />
I am bound to you <br />
<br />
So much, so young <br />
I've faced on my own <br />
Walls I built up became my home <br />
I'm strong and I'm sure there's a fire in us <br />
Sweet love, so pure <br />
<br />
I catch my breath with just one beating heart <br />
And I brace myself, please don't tear this apart <br />
<br />
I found a man I can trust <br />
<br />
<span style="color: #888888; font-size: 0.75em;">[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/bound-to-you-lyrics-christina-aguilera.html ]</span><br />
<br />
And boy, I believe in us <br />
I am terrified to love for the first time <br />
Can't you see that I'm bound in chains <br />
I finally found my way <br />
I am bound to you <br />
I am bound to <br />
<br />
Suddenly the moment's here <br />
I embrace my fears <br />
All that I have been carrying all these years <br />
Do I risk it all <br />
Come this far just to fall, fall <br />
<br />
Oh, I can trust <br />
And boy, I believe in us <br />
I am terrified to love for the first time <br />
Can you see that I'm bound in chains <br />
And finally found my way <br />
I am bound to you <br />
<br />
I am, <br />
Ooh, I am <br />
I'm bound to youlisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-59429783178662281552011-01-26T22:30:00.000-08:002011-01-26T22:31:53.094-08:00Love is an AddictionLove is addictive<br />
Like a drug<br />
adrenaline rushing<br />
pumping<br />
racing through your system<br />
butterflies and rainbows<br />
tomorrows and sunshine<br />
feelings of bliss and prospect<br />
brought from another person<br />
their touch, gaze, kiss, lust<br />
Love and lust wrapped into one<br />
feelings of forevers and happily ever afters<br />
Excitement for tomorrows<br />
awaking to their face, smile and embrace.<br />
So quickly it comes, as quickly it goes away.<br />
taken, ripped from your soul.<br />
Bleeding without bandage<br />
love spills, pours everywhere<br />
drains down to the floor.<br />
The floor on my knees<br />
pleading an begging<br />
Eyes swell<br />
tears gently fall.<br />
Taken away without recourse<br />
without feeling of sorrow or remourse.<br />
What happened to the caring<br />
the sharing<br />
the promised made.<br />
The drug has been taken<br />
drained<br />
from existance<br />
it flows<br />
Gone from your body and soul.<br />
Withdrawal sets in<br />
shaking<br />
sickness<br />
chills and cold sweats<br />
feelings of regret.<br />
Needing a fix<br />
you search to heal<br />
you are now an addict<br />
needing their love just to feel.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-90119551494911657922011-01-26T21:46:00.000-08:002011-01-26T21:46:04.085-08:00A Time for Everything1 There is a time for everything, <br />
and a season for every activity under the heavens: <br />
2 a time to be born and a time to die, <br />
a time to plant and a time to uproot, <br />
3 a time to kill and a time to heal, <br />
a time to tear down and a time to build, <br />
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, <br />
a time to mourn and a time to dance, <br />
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, <br />
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, <br />
6 a time to search and a time to give up, <br />
a time to keep and a time to throw away, <br />
7 a time to tear and a time to mend, <br />
a time to be silent and a time to speak, <br />
8 a time to love and a time to hate, <br />
a time for war and a time for peacelisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-76828208588132501712011-01-26T21:45:00.000-08:002011-01-26T21:45:29.367-08:00Trapped in your lovefeeling trapped<br />
emotions caged<br />
love lost<br />
not given away<br />
holing onto a string<br />
of a place I used to be<br />
and still long to see...lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-41862525383199717892011-01-04T12:23:00.000-08:002011-01-04T12:23:15.796-08:00Missing Him...I made an agreement with someone that I would not contact them until they were ready to contact me. What a fool I am to think I have the courage and strength to let go so easily. I'm not sure what hurts worse- the anguish of missing him, the powerless feeling I have, or the daily struggle to honor their request.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-62545202336105297582010-12-05T12:01:00.000-08:002010-12-05T12:04:45.519-08:00Worry Rock<div style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Agi2Dmp5oQd_-RgQD7iRMYdwwzjLNFl9l8twx0K1RZbJODL7uhCboMmWcD4rJ4_de89-KOeVDWQEifW0pHgx-EfnUcXclnpVPlLOEHbxybkJLoMz2GEbSSXt1yVTA7e8B8sa5GSWbpk/s1600/worry+rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Agi2Dmp5oQd_-RgQD7iRMYdwwzjLNFl9l8twx0K1RZbJODL7uhCboMmWcD4rJ4_de89-KOeVDWQEifW0pHgx-EfnUcXclnpVPlLOEHbxybkJLoMz2GEbSSXt1yVTA7e8B8sa5GSWbpk/s320/worry+rock.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">When I was 10 my grandmother passed away. We were so close it was if she was my mom as well. </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">The pain still draws tears.
She used to carry a smooth shiny black rock in her pocket. She called it her "worry rock." </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">She used to tell me the tale that whenever life was getting too hard, trouble came about, </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">emotions were too strong or over all just had worry- </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">just hold the rock and rub it as it will take all that ails you away.
At her funeral, she was to be burried with her worry rock. </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">Before the closed the casket, my grandfather removed it from her hand and placed it in mine.</pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">I was told she would want me to have this to help throughout life's journey.
I have it to this day safe and sound in a lock box @ home.
Over the past few weeks I've had many thing testing my strength. </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">(Some of which I've shared- others I hold close to my heart.)
Yesterday was particularly trying. I sometimes feel as though it is a test from God.
I awoke this morning, went to my car and opened the door. </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;"> </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">As I went to climb in, I saw the rock in this picture sitting on the driver's seat.
(It is nearly identical to the one of my grandmother's I have locked away.)
I nearly burst into tears as I had not been anywhere where this rock could had entered my car- </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">let alone sitting on my seat.
I could call it coincidence or I can continue to seek the logic in its placement </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">(especially since I am the only one with keys to my car); </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">however since her passing, when times get tough for me I feel she's found ways to reach me from the heavens.
It hasn't happened in years, but today I'm holding onto the fact that my guardian angel is looking after me, </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">reminding me that I can get through life's trials to persevere and enjoy life's joy and bliss.
I'm really hoping I can sneak away to church today, if not, </pre><pre class="pre-longText-wrap" style="font-family: inherit;">I know you can show your love and respect to the lord without being in a house of God.
I thought you may appreciate this occutrence. Thank you for allowing me to share with you!
Xo,
Lisa</pre>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-77565714540051379682010-12-05T11:48:00.000-08:002010-12-05T11:48:56.563-08:00I Am...I am fierce,<br />
I am Fire,<br />
I am love<br />
I am desire.<br />
I am loveable<br />
I am worthy<br />
I am strong<br />
I must hold on....<br />
and disregard the demons that seek to destroy.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-13406227511855810302010-12-05T11:12:00.000-08:002010-12-05T11:12:58.703-08:00Come CloserLike a volcano eruption<br />
my heart pours<br />
free flowing lava<br />
drawn from the core.<br />
Hot and fast it moves throughout<br />
Fear from the heat<br />
May keep you about.<br />
Come closer as the fire will warm you, not burn you<br />
You may have been scorched by others before<br />
Remember I am me, not her.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-15852488352601858252010-12-05T10:59:00.000-08:002010-12-05T10:59:45.615-08:00Love is the beauty of the soul.Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVFueV39ajuhPZAr_h59Vz2xjZRg7RWu1DBaB7MbmVI1yxtKbB3Z4F0pU9BXn9d6QcB7D2cG6D_5xSbcMpOToOVRUw_sFZz9HTRU17Xa1SkFwiV69i7LEgvXwPl60EYtIntutArIwLew/s1600/love-is-the-beauty-of-the-soul.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVFueV39ajuhPZAr_h59Vz2xjZRg7RWu1DBaB7MbmVI1yxtKbB3Z4F0pU9BXn9d6QcB7D2cG6D_5xSbcMpOToOVRUw_sFZz9HTRU17Xa1SkFwiV69i7LEgvXwPl60EYtIntutArIwLew/s320/love-is-the-beauty-of-the-soul.gif" width="309" /></a></div><div class="quote">Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.<br />
- Captain Corelli's Mandolin6. "Love is the beauty of the soul."<br />
--<a href="http://1-love-quotes.com/cgi-bin/viewquotes.cgi?action=search&Author_First_Name=Saint&Author_Last_Name=Augustine">St. Augustine</a></div>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-10035870822760469172010-12-02T22:38:00.000-08:002010-12-03T12:58:54.196-08:0031 and not acting my age in terms of emotional maturity (need to change asap)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDduzeQsTRAyYiU8ITYEWBP3j5M8oB0yNkQHqnUrhetHG0zXIsKaIXU8LYWjrI4sjaH0uvhgcxvQ475YJ6exTSVr4LuwYWumqvxIQglzoRV9lyIGqrYaeQ6Mi2zQvaDP5qMpugvY1FKXg/s1600/shecallhimherprince.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDduzeQsTRAyYiU8ITYEWBP3j5M8oB0yNkQHqnUrhetHG0zXIsKaIXU8LYWjrI4sjaH0uvhgcxvQ475YJ6exTSVr4LuwYWumqvxIQglzoRV9lyIGqrYaeQ6Mi2zQvaDP5qMpugvY1FKXg/s320/shecallhimherprince.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmkAnxFDL6JvMna9HCRfXYlO7fHg8FNoNgg-O2MQQ2rkF38IYO_fygDUaTfNR0V4BJ6V0RLSyFAuzlC44kgpAcjDf58URJ_8q7KDwrx0GjjoxhO6Bhqjr0aHaANESolKyvaxkn1fL7BU/s1600/HeLovesMeHeLovesMeNot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmkAnxFDL6JvMna9HCRfXYlO7fHg8FNoNgg-O2MQQ2rkF38IYO_fygDUaTfNR0V4BJ6V0RLSyFAuzlC44kgpAcjDf58URJ_8q7KDwrx0GjjoxhO6Bhqjr0aHaANESolKyvaxkn1fL7BU/s320/HeLovesMeHeLovesMeNot.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I met this amazing guy...or should I say I reconnected with this amazing guy from High School through Facebook. Seemingly as perfect as one can pocess in the human form. He is kind, caring, compassionate, intellegent, tall, dark & handsome to boot!<br />
<br />
In the beginning we wooed each other with the kind-worded texts and conversations. Within a month I felt a kindred connection to this new man in my life. If there was perfection, he was it- personified.<br />
After spending a wonderful weekend together I found myself being selfish, wanting more and unfairly expecting him to return this shared feeling.<br />
<br />
Let me mind you I'm a strong, independent girl- a company, a career, good friends and still living the dream with new projects. Somehow though when it comes to him I become the insecure, thin-skinned, needy actor that awakens from lying dormant in my soul. Kind of like an 18 year old girl with a school crush!<br />
<br />
It's frustrating because I really like this guy. The last thing I want to do push him away with my emotional behavior of a teenager. Logically & with Common Sense I know that I overkill him with texts and wanting validation. One would assume I could take a moment and stop the behavior. It's just my emotional side strives for his attention however little it may be. I'm becoming my own worst enemy in this situation.<br />
<br />
Its a tale of like (not love) that may or may not be unrequited. Only time will tell. I shall see him a in 2 weeks when I head home to Ohio to visit my friends & family.<br />
<br />
Things I need to do:<br />
-Allow him to chase me again<br />
-Apologize and make serious changes from behavior recognized by both parties as non productive towards building a relationship.<br />
-Be grateful for the part of him that he is willing to share and accept that this information has to come out organically.<br />
-Most importantly, I need to allow this friendship to flourish at its own pace- forcing the situation will only cease the communication.<br />
-Lastly: Pray that the damage I've already pushed onto him emotionally can be overlooked and corrected before its too late <br />
<br />
Positives:<br />
- He has taken the time to verbalize his concerns to me. This I have interpreted as a positive factor. If he were completely uninterested I do not feel he would take the time to have in depth conversations about things that are in need of correction<br />
- He's in a profession that doesn't allow much free time, so if he's willing to give even the smallest piece of himself it shows promise.<br />
<br />
Things to Recognize:<br />
Expect nothing<br />
Prepare for Everything<br />
Never assume<br />
Take responsibility<br />
Take risks with like, lust and love.<br />
<br />
ALWAYS PUT YOURSELF OUT THERE!! THE GREATEST OF RISKS BRING THE GREATEST REWARDS!!<br />
<br />
Lastly, I believe God reconnects people for a reason. The reason may not be understood until fully explored and with reflection. I'm determined to give this friendship the chance to show it's planned path of friendship or possibly more.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-89848454041968082872010-09-21T23:49:00.000-07:002010-09-21T23:49:59.618-07:00GlassFool you made the girl fall in love<br />
you said those beautiful things<br />
she thought you spoke things you mean<br />
<br />
Caress her skin like it's glass<br />
she hears your voice making plans<br />
and sees your face in her hands<br />
<br />
You don't wanna see somebody beg<br />
as you feel her heart surrender<br />
you begin to fall<br />
How do you say that something's through<br />
when it never even started<br />
at least not for you<br />
<br />
You breathe her air and you leave<br />
you keep your mind on yourself<br />
and lie the glass on the shelf<br />
After the heavenly speech<br />
your body throws holy heat<br />
the angels sing when our eyes meet<br />
<br />
It wasn't a lie but it wasn't true<br />
I just wanted to make you feel good<br />
just wanted you near<br />
I wasn't prepared I wasn't thinking of you<br />
that you could actually love me<br />
it never should have started<br />
<br />
She's dreaming back on the past<br />
every opinion agreed<br />
doesn't know what to believe<br />
<br />
It must have been for a cause<br />
our lives have so many doors<br />
don't think about him anymore<br />
<br />
But it was the kiss, it took me away<br />
it's like he knew that I am fragile<br />
he handled me like glass<br />
and it hurts but it's what I deserve<br />
because I should have been more careful<br />
with the others that I handled<br />
I should have been <br />
I should have been <br />
and knowing this I know <br />
that he'll get his<br />
but I don't want the man to suffer<br />
oh not the way I am<br />
because deep down I know that he's glass too<br />
but it really doesn't matter <br />
until it's happening to you<br />
everybody breaks<br />
everybody breaks<br />
sometimes<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zyXzVYv4O8">Such a Beautiful song- Hear it live (Gavin Degraw)</a>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-45913341817055630692010-09-21T23:46:00.000-07:002010-09-21T23:46:33.003-07:00More Than AnyoneYou need a friend<br />
I'll be around<br />
Don't let this end<br />
Before I see you again<br />
What can I say to convince you <br />
To change your mind of me?<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
I'm going to hold you closer than before<br />
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free<br />
I'll be free for you anytime<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
Look in my eyes, what do you see?<br />
Not just the color<br />
Look inside of me<br />
Tell me all you need and I will try<br />
I will try<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
I'm going to hold you closer than before<br />
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free<br />
I'll be free for you anytime<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
Free for you, whenever you need<br />
We'll be free together baby<br />
Free together baby<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
I'm going to hold you closer than before<br />
And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free<br />
I'll be free for you anytime<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
I'm going to love you more than anyone<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14f6JFLN3Q4">Click to Hear a Live version by Gavin Degraw</a>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-35505697990014583102010-09-21T12:56:00.000-07:002010-09-21T12:56:47.072-07:00Cherry Trees"I want to do with you, what Spring does with Cherry Trees."<br />
~Pablo Neruda<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8La1vU-QfOb7VonjgoOKqkImddKcPK84SFpjaXz7bU7N7F-WXGznVbtyfnSyYbTa7jPlQarZcz7ZYqlr4ySKPfz5hw5Xx9elI93dMFSE7-TBi7wkpNuEiDClDF2zBG7dZiCRo0WsF8p8/s1600/cherry+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8La1vU-QfOb7VonjgoOKqkImddKcPK84SFpjaXz7bU7N7F-WXGznVbtyfnSyYbTa7jPlQarZcz7ZYqlr4ySKPfz5hw5Xx9elI93dMFSE7-TBi7wkpNuEiDClDF2zBG7dZiCRo0WsF8p8/s320/cherry+tree.jpg" /></a></div>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-76985128896624717872010-09-20T00:45:00.000-07:002010-09-20T00:45:43.525-07:00HerI feel tortured<br />
I feel loved<br />
I feel betrayed<br />
I want to run<br />
Seeing you with her brings me so much pain<br />
Can't we rewind time<br />
And let it be <br />
To when it was just you & me?<br />
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What if you thought you found it- then met "The one."<br />
I have done just that!<br />
It's sad actually. Knowing he is out there, yet knowing you cannot have him<br />
I've found myself listening to the same song over and over because it makes me "feel."<br />
Feel like I do when he is in my life, in my arms.<br />
How is it possible to love this hard, this much and know it will go nowhere.<br />
Why would God punish us with this meeting.<br />
He has brought the positive light in my life over the past years.<br />
I have held onto the feeling he gives me.<br />
I have tried to forget him<br />
I have deleted his number from my phone.<br />
I have erased his physical memory in photos- yet he still shows up in my dreams.<br />
With distance and time between us, our connection remains so tight.<br />
I have never felt this before.<br />
It is the feeling you imagine as a teen.<br />
Its the passion in which you want to live you life with.<br />
Its insane to me how much I care<br />
It actually hurts to think about him.<br />
I feel sick. I want to purge!<br />
I feel him touch me. I imagine his energy and I shiver.<br />
The world stands still when he is around<br />
He is my perfection<br />
He is my reflection<br />
He is my Heart<br />
He is my Soull<br />
I love his so much<br />
I just can't let go.<br />
I want to be with him<br />
I wish life would be fair and allow it to be a reality.<br />
Sometimes I wish I had never met him as I wouldn't know what I was missing.<br />
I don't look at anyone else the same.<br />
I don't think of anyone like I do him.<br />
It's this insane feeling. Like we were born to meet and fall in love- yet not.<br />
His smile is pure joy<br />
His soul shines through his eyes<br />
His heart is insurmountable<br />
I care so much for him<br />
I wish it was a different universe where we could be together<br />
Maybe in another lifetime.<br />
I have tried to advance this relationship- to no avail<br />
One may question my ridiculous dedication to a man who doesn't love me the same- or does he?<br />
I can't know for sure<br />
He expresses love<br />
he shows his heart to me<br />
He shares his words with me<br />
Our dreams collide together.<br />
Are we star-crossed lovers?<br />
I think of him all day everyday.<br />
I cannot do anything without him on my mind.<br />
The moment I met him, I fell in love.<br />
So cliche to say it was love at first sight- I didn't believe in that fairytale before.<br />
Must I suffer so?<br />
Why do I continue this unrequited situation?<br />
I do it because if even for a moment there is a chance for us, I want to explore it.<br />
I feel like I've waited a lifetime to meet him.<br />
I wish I for forecast the future<br />
as it is so unclear.<br />
Mixed signals and miscommunications<br />
I feel strangely connected. Strangely shared.<br />
I'm open to meeting and loving others, but no one is you!<br />
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Why can't those who find love explore it without consequences?<br />
Why do those no longer in lov stay together for the sake of pain?<br />
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When I feel love my heart aches,<br />
My chest pounds & my throat closes.<br />
I think back on images of our days past.<br />
Like a rolodex of a life in images together- yet completely apart.<br />
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The first time you touched just my hand, I trembled from the inside out.<br />
Like a drug, I wanted more.<br />
More little touches, more smiles, more memories.<br />
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Like living in a parallel universe I find myself visualizing us together.<br />
I ran to you for hugs & craved your attention- even small glances.<br />
<br />
You moved the Earth for me.<br />
You healed my troubled heart.<br />
All without knowing you had done so.<br />
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And when I'm in your arms<br />
I feld your heart so close to mine.<br />
It provides a fearlessness inside.<br />
I feel safe, protected and cared for.<br />
<br />
Like kindred souls, I wish could connect.<br />
Yet circumstances of responsibility, obligations and the unknown tend to set us backwards.<br />
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I'm proud of your choices,<br />
I'm proud of your strength to see them.<br />
I just wish this didn't give me a sense of rejection<br />
-mainly because I lust after you.<br />
<br />
The universe must have a plan.<br />
You seem to be in better touch with the cosmic forces.<br />
I hope the "Stars Align" for us- even just for a moment to give the cosmos & the ultimate connections a chance to explore freely, without consequence, without guilt- only with love.<br />
<br />
I long to kiss your mouth,<br />
I long to hold you close,<br />
its like a trembling heart of a teenage girl.<br />
<br />
Am I an insecure, vulnerable girl who desires for love and has found it?<br />
It just isn't hers to have- Yet..<br />
I shouldn't even touch this love as it is a like a drug- It makes me high & then falls to an ultimate low.<br />
<br />
What am I to do?<br />
<br />
I hate loving this hard....<br />
Loving where your body physically makes you tremble.<br />
<br />
You say "If its in the stars, it will happen."<br />
Well I feel a cosmic shift coming.<br />
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.lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-47600766350632252152010-09-16T21:43:00.000-07:002010-09-16T21:43:28.111-07:00Almost Lover<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9dKlX56h8WZ1GtA4h7EIA3zVx23oTWSHjBznL_gNsacJi5J8lOxwYd2xeuhboZLBJN7iy7gVfJrx2b9LNxKsdJFi82hZoOUkYuuB87R_vtzLbYqbao9n-CcaiFZNwgMP_ob2jhKdpNyo/s320/goodbye.jpg" /><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAOpvW4AMnvi5S-xXf9OJiYmW3ZofIKOOhhmxodJEjXvKA7WbCVeVV30jEUDitL2ovcbHY7hBZKnSKY95R4k9tGzy8yPLyC1lChCT2iQxjUdhy2F8TkQAwo3miuxd0ZpE63X3ZoZPWmk/s1600/almost+lovers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGAOpvW4AMnvi5S-xXf9OJiYmW3ZofIKOOhhmxodJEjXvKA7WbCVeVV30jEUDitL2ovcbHY7hBZKnSKY95R4k9tGzy8yPLyC1lChCT2iQxjUdhy2F8TkQAwo3miuxd0ZpE63X3ZoZPWmk/s320/almost+lovers.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiQuuX2WUHh7SEOA8oqmgLpj4KKiC9TglPhEYHnijTfrnvqRTw9cdHUXZmNrdB5axa40X7s-JxjWtDqaSkBTq3cf1PLMzg08YaBC4nrR_TK4EetruTd5_RIIZ-LQDTXA6RC4B_4UY5ASI/s1600/Almost_lover__by_create_illusions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiQuuX2WUHh7SEOA8oqmgLpj4KKiC9TglPhEYHnijTfrnvqRTw9cdHUXZmNrdB5axa40X7s-JxjWtDqaSkBTq3cf1PLMzg08YaBC4nrR_TK4EetruTd5_RIIZ-LQDTXA6RC4B_4UY5ASI/s320/Almost_lover__by_create_illusions.jpg" /></a></div>Your fingertips across my skin<br />
The palm trees swaying in the wind, images<br />
You sang me Spanish lullabies<br />
The sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick<br />
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Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy<br />
I thought you'd want the same for me<br />
<br />
Goodbye, my almost lover<br />
Goodbye, my hopeless dream<br />
I'm trying not to think about you<br />
Can't you just let me be?<br />
<br />
So long, my luckless romance<br />
My back is turned on you<br />
Should've known you'd bring me heartache<br />
Almost lovers always do<br />
<br />
We walked along a crowded street<br />
You took my hand and danced with me, images<br />
And when you left you kissed my lips<br />
You told me you would never ever forget these images, no<br />
<br />
Well, I'd never want to see you unhappy<br />
I thought you'd want the same for me<br />
<br />
Goodbye, my almost lover<br />
Goodbye, my hopeless dream<br />
I'm trying not to think about you<br />
Can't you just let me be?<br />
<br />
So long, my luckless romance<br />
My back is turned on you<br />
Should've known you'd bring me heartache<br />
Almost lovers always do<br />
<br />
I cannot go to the ocean<br />
I cannot drive the streets at night<br />
I cannot wake up in the morning<br />
Without you on my mind<br />
<br />
So you're gone and I'm haunted<br />
And I bet you are just fine<br />
Did I make it that easy to walk<br />
Right in and out of my life?<br />
<br />
Goodbye, my almost lover<br />
Goodbye, my hopeless dream<br />
I'm trying not to think about you<br />
Why can't you just let me be?<br />
<br />
So long, my luckless romance<br />
My back is turned on you<br />
Should've known you'd bring me heartache<br />
Almost lovers always dolisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-70425671461253179502010-09-16T16:57:00.000-07:002010-09-16T16:57:52.003-07:00Time to Let Go<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN9VanQbzyFbLpx8NcmvoiM-Xd3YaA8Bq8VAX1S0T4sBasmY4LY74MxO3j3knGIEkBHm4SkHAu7sWQI-QG1kZhQA-EObj2zfs_CDeLWB0PwvniVanwTvpqd4NeZtM95uOA3YyLkNDRFNI/s1600/letting-go-by-admitchell08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN9VanQbzyFbLpx8NcmvoiM-Xd3YaA8Bq8VAX1S0T4sBasmY4LY74MxO3j3knGIEkBHm4SkHAu7sWQI-QG1kZhQA-EObj2zfs_CDeLWB0PwvniVanwTvpqd4NeZtM95uOA3YyLkNDRFNI/s320/letting-go-by-admitchell08.jpg" /></a></div>If you love someone, but are not "in love" with them; then love them enough to let them go!lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-68406135012336539532010-09-14T17:48:00.001-07:002010-09-14T17:48:43.360-07:00Young Love<span id="latest_status"><span id="latest_text_full" style="display: inline;"><strong></strong><span class="status-text">Young Love is Innocent, </span></span></span><br />
<span id="latest_status"><span id="latest_text_full" style="display: inline;"><span class="status-text">Young Love is Trust, </span></span></span><br />
<span id="latest_status"><span id="latest_text_full" style="display: inline;"><span class="status-text">Young Love is Sacrifice, </span></span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTCRhU3SjWWTrvFKOGd4Tf_JDJt2DKdTDkSn9ZeNBKCa5XnaRe3MdQnOYc13fu6G6gzJPd-tC4zUvAlo3RhkcTm0GnEZvMXsAfBSgzZc548TkLIUGfyndrIlxkJXw-8CmaJ2OQxEe74Y/s1600/live-lust-love-life.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilTCRhU3SjWWTrvFKOGd4Tf_JDJt2DKdTDkSn9ZeNBKCa5XnaRe3MdQnOYc13fu6G6gzJPd-tC4zUvAlo3RhkcTm0GnEZvMXsAfBSgzZc548TkLIUGfyndrIlxkJXw-8CmaJ2OQxEe74Y/s320/live-lust-love-life.gif" /></a></div><span id="latest_status"><span id="latest_text_full" style="display: inline;"><span class="status-text">Young Love is Lust.</span></span></span>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-5733519325632625862010-09-13T22:24:00.001-07:002010-09-13T22:24:56.536-07:00Don't LeaveMy Heart Beats Fast<br />
My Throat Starts To Close<br />
My Eyes Fill With Tears<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZICs5VWkf0KLzMFaLfbh2CJU9YhMZAGdCD29ULx0XbEp9xevVF6xaC7ZIm3pWjNCJwC6u0A7yYKBl1y79ug8Spbc-uNOhuk3_qiPWdjS4kGu12Uhb09CIhWAWhQ9fUatiTkC6ZSA8UA/s1600/angel_tears.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9ZICs5VWkf0KLzMFaLfbh2CJU9YhMZAGdCD29ULx0XbEp9xevVF6xaC7ZIm3pWjNCJwC6u0A7yYKBl1y79ug8Spbc-uNOhuk3_qiPWdjS4kGu12Uhb09CIhWAWhQ9fUatiTkC6ZSA8UA/s320/angel_tears.jpg" /></a></div>Each Time You Have To Golisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505902008398509941.post-8677339836094300282010-09-11T13:42:00.001-07:002010-09-11T13:42:50.983-07:00My Love- A request to the Universe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgccNkf1zSj7dQz440ibkcaNggRIeagqaRy5n_OFhlvvbKL9Tj_EDw4TNATO9R4PbDqjKluozYu3KU9VXuY_I3uGWT-xcLfKkqrnEMLPFAnLQVgiW35u1C9lI5z_jQv6VgPwa8fWeraUmw/s1600/love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgccNkf1zSj7dQz440ibkcaNggRIeagqaRy5n_OFhlvvbKL9Tj_EDw4TNATO9R4PbDqjKluozYu3KU9VXuY_I3uGWT-xcLfKkqrnEMLPFAnLQVgiW35u1C9lI5z_jQv6VgPwa8fWeraUmw/s320/love.jpg" /></a></div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" data-ft="{"type":"name"}"> </span><span class="UIStory_Message">I decided it's time to put this out to the Universe!<br />
<br />
"I LOVE HIM"- Truly & Deeply<br />
He makes me smile through sadness,<br />
He make me love myself more & more each day.<br />
<span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span><span class="text_exposed_show">He fills my heart & soul with joy & love.<br />
He makes me want to better myself and my relationships.<br />
He inspires creativity and encourages my dreams as an artist.<br />
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When I see him I think to myself:<br />
"Take this in Lisa, Appreciate the small moments. Breath him in." - Knowing it wouldn't freeze in time and last forever.<br />
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Life's elements have kept us from even trying to pursue love.<br />
I'm hoping tides will shift and if for even a moment the Universe can align our <br />
worlds one more time to explore our trusted and respected friendship on a<br />
more personal level. <br />
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Dreams can become reality once you believe in the truths of the love, even if it my be unrequited:-)</span></span></h3>lisahoover22http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244173866650621111noreply@blogger.com0