True Love Is Rare
Mar 22, 2008 2:33 PM

Love is so very special
Yet can make you feel so lost
It can arrive just like the springtime
And melt away like morning frost

You must find ways to nurture
Always grow your love with care
Never ever take for granted
The love that you both share

Mistakes are bound to happen
You may hurt each other's heart
Yet don't give up to easily
It will tear your love apart

Love resembles a bright flame
That lights a dark starry night
Never ever let this flame burn down
Rekindle with all your might

Take a moment every day
Look deep into each other's eyes
Never hesitate to show affection
Small gestures will keep a love alive

Talk openly about your feelings
Take time to show that you care
Treasure each and every moment
Because to find true love is rare

I DONT KNOW WHY
Feb 15, 2008 1:59 PM

I don't know why I still ponder over why things didn't work out between us. When we first met, I didn't really think much about us because I wasn't physically attracted to you. As days passed and we started to speak more, my feelings began to develop for you. I thought the feelings were mutual. You suggested that we should grab a drink after work one day and I agreed, but you never stepped up to the plate. I don't understand why you backed out after you got my number. Was I just another girl-toy? If you weren't interested, why in the world would you ask me for my number and leave me hanging? It's been a month since you've gotten my number, but nothing has happened. I was weak and sad for the first two weeks, but I've gotten so much stronger. The feelings that I had towards you have faded, but the wondering will never end. I want you to tell me why...why did you ask me for my number and never call? What did you not like about me and why?

What kills me inside is that I see you every day and you're always so nice to me. Why do you even bother to drop by my office every day to say hi if you're not into me? Don't lead me on if you're not interested because that'll make me feel worse. A big part of me has forgotten about you, but that other part is still sad and wondering why.

A few weeks ago, I speculated that you may be gay because my friend works out at your gym and he's convinced that you're either bi-sexual or gay. I denied that at first, but it kinda made sense. You have a stylist (I don't even have one), you dress in tight clothing, you dye your hair, and your walk is different from straight guys. Maybe I'm trying to convince myself that you're gay, so that I can feel better. I know that's wrong of me, but what you're doing is WRONG.

For the past week, I've been trying to avoid talking to you because I don't want to wonder anymore. We use to have short conversations every day, but now, it's more of a, "Hi, how are you doing?" I think that you are cutting it short too. Only you know why you do what you do. All I can do is sit and wonder...but I'm sick of wondering about whether it's because of the age difference or because of my looks or because you've met someone else or because you're gay or because you're a dog or because you lost my number and you're afraid to ask again.

I was sad when I found out that your company was moving out, but a part of me is glad. Although I enjoy your company, I'd rather you move away. It'll help me forget about you. In a few weeks, I hope that I'll be completely over you. But a part of me still hopes that you will fess up and say that you have feelings for me.

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