Thursday, February 24, 2005
Bubble burst.
The wait has ended.
But the excitement has died.
The anticipation - flat.
All with the crave of attention and the inability to give the attention.
He leaves again.
And She waits again for another day.
prancing to your tune
1:50 PM
Sunday, February 20, 2005
3 more days.
And She will wait.
The Fairy misses him.
One of the things that seems real in Her life is The Prince.
And though nothing is ever really certain.
Still, She knows it is real. And She looks forward to that uncertain future.
And He is real. The One who knows all.
And She wished it'd seem more real in Her life.
Make His presence known.
2 more days.
Oh please. Shall the days hasten.
prancing to your tune
10:36 PM
Monday, February 14, 2005
Attention.
When I speak, listen.
And speak with me.
When I crave the attention, the comfort.
Provide for me.
Put me above all else
Before you go to sleep.
The 5 day escape has ended.
It's been long since they have had that nuch to spend together.
Making up for so many days between.
Bliss.
And their lives are back to normal.
The Prince, with the Legion, has set off to another land.
Till he comes back, The Fairy shall wait. And anticipate his return.
Tired hearts. Differences. Moods. Chances. Time.
They wear Her out. But The Fairy is not daunted.
She prays with hope. With confidence.
In the Providence The One has given.
prancing to your tune
12:03 PM
Friday, February 11, 2005
Lovey Dovey Dovey.
A 5 day escape.
Every day.
Every night.
She sees him.And it can never be enough.
For at the 5th day he leaves for 10 days on a mission.
And She shall miss him again.
Every day.
Every night.
Every moment is bliss.
Joy.
prancing to your tune
12:19 AM
Saturday, February 05, 2005
prancing to your tune
5:03 AM
I hate it when You treat me like an object.
When You touch me and You think I'm not thinking anything.
I hate it when You tell me to eat properly when I have my gastric pains,
But leave me hungry when I tell You I am.
I hate it when You get frustrated because I am upset,
And never bother to ask me why.
I hate it when You assume the reason for me being upset,
And then make me feel like I am not good enough.
I hate it when You say You will never leave me feeling this way to sleep anymore,
But do it anyway.
I hate it when you tell me to be understanding,
When all week I live without your presence
And try to be this strong and independent person.
And at the end of it all,
Who thinks about what I go through?
Who has yet to understand Me.
I know You have not.
prancing to your tune
5:02 AM
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
The Fairy and the Prince.
Happy happily in love.
Absence.It's driving her nuts.
Happy happily in love.
prancing to your tune
1:42 PM
