I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.
Thursday, 24 February 2011
Waiting for MR RIGHT...
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot
Who calls you back when you hang up on him
Wait for the boy that kisses your forehead
Who wants to show you off to the world when your in sweats
Who holds your hand in front of his friends
Who thinks you are just as pretty without makeup on
One who is constantly reminding you how much he cares,
and loves being with you,
and how he's the luckiest guy in the world to have you
The one who turns to his friends and says "That's her!!!"