Today, I found the love that I want in the arms of my mother. The way I want to be held when I cry, the words of comfort that I need to hear, the warmth and the feeling she makes me feel. She knows just what to say and her timing is perfect. I've been looking for someone who would love me that way that I want to be love and the answer is just there beside me. She's the one all along.
Thanks Mama. I love you :)
December 31, 2009
December 29, 2009
My Favorite Quotes on Understanding
Life is the first gift, love is the second, and understanding the third. - Marge Piercey
Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain but it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving. - Dale Carnegie
And verily, a woman need know but one man well, in order to understand all men; whereas a man may know all women and understand not one of them. - Helen Rowland
I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much? - Unknown source
You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. - Sarra Paddison
Any fool can criticize, condemn, and complain but it takes character and self control to be understanding and forgiving. - Dale Carnegie
And verily, a woman need know but one man well, in order to understand all men; whereas a man may know all women and understand not one of them. - Helen Rowland
I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much? - Unknown source
You'll discover that real love is millions of miles past falling in love with anyone or anything. When you make that one effort to feel compassion instead of blame or self-blame, the heart opens again and continues opening. - Sarra Paddison
The Interview
You're hurting and you think your life is starting to get a little messy. What do you say to that?
- "It's a mess I'm willing to welcome with open arms."
How do you cope with the pain you keep inside you and replace it with the smile on your face?
- "Well whenever we have a misunderstanding, I look back and think of the miserable people who moan and groan saying nobody loves them. And I tell myself: at least I have someone I can argue with, I have someone I can cry senselessly about, I have someone who knows how to test my patience. And wake up the following morning and realize that that person is the one you gave your heart to, and is still someone you are willing to love over and over."
He's a lucky one.
- "I know. But you tell him that."
- "It's a mess I'm willing to welcome with open arms."
How do you cope with the pain you keep inside you and replace it with the smile on your face?
- "Well whenever we have a misunderstanding, I look back and think of the miserable people who moan and groan saying nobody loves them. And I tell myself: at least I have someone I can argue with, I have someone I can cry senselessly about, I have someone who knows how to test my patience. And wake up the following morning and realize that that person is the one you gave your heart to, and is still someone you are willing to love over and over."
He's a lucky one.
- "I know. But you tell him that."
December 28, 2009
Simple
They say I'm the girl who has everything. Most people I know have a hard time looking for a gift for me. Not that I'm expecting one but it would be a nice thought. But every year I hear someone telling me I'm difficult to give a gift to.
What's so hard about not liking a present?
I admit there are presents given to me that I'm not too fond of but I still do appreciate the thought. To be honest, I don't know what I like to get for Christmas (neither for my birthday). I do like the idea of a surprise though. So for the record, I would like to list down here some ideas of presents someone like me would appreciate very much:
- NATURAL. The best present anyone could give me would be something that came from Nature. I LOVE Mother Nature and I especially like getting presents like cut flowers and plants. A big bouquet of flowers would be enough to brighten my holiday. A potted plant is also always welcome.
- GADGETS. Now I'm not a techie girl, but if you give me something like a simple gadget (Depends on how you define "simple", an alarm clock is simple). I don't need high-tech materials, just something high-tech enough for me. Laptops will give you a 100 points in my gift scale.
- DIFFERENT. Give me an unusual gift and for sure I'm going to keep it. Like knives.
- USEFUL. Useful being that I can use it at home or at work. Or to be specific, something I can use NOW. A calculator, a box of pens, crayons, earphones, etc. No more bags and pouches please.
- GIFT CERTIFICATE. Come on, you might say it's not a very thoughtful gift but I like gift certificates, whether it's a Sodexho pass, a massage, a dinner and overnight stay, you can be sure I'm going to like it.
LASTLY...
- PERSONAL. Sing me a song, write me a poem, a handwritten love letter, draw me a picture, give me a paper heart. Anything that's made by YOU means it's important, and you're important, and it means I need to keep it. I haven't received something like this in a while. I must admit I miss it.
I am a simple girl. Simple things make me happy. So don't think I have everything. To be honest, if only they can wrap you up and put a bow and a card on you, you would probably be the only gift I want to receive.
What's so hard about not liking a present?
I admit there are presents given to me that I'm not too fond of but I still do appreciate the thought. To be honest, I don't know what I like to get for Christmas (neither for my birthday). I do like the idea of a surprise though. So for the record, I would like to list down here some ideas of presents someone like me would appreciate very much:
- NATURAL. The best present anyone could give me would be something that came from Nature. I LOVE Mother Nature and I especially like getting presents like cut flowers and plants. A big bouquet of flowers would be enough to brighten my holiday. A potted plant is also always welcome.
- GADGETS. Now I'm not a techie girl, but if you give me something like a simple gadget (Depends on how you define "simple", an alarm clock is simple). I don't need high-tech materials, just something high-tech enough for me. Laptops will give you a 100 points in my gift scale.
- DIFFERENT. Give me an unusual gift and for sure I'm going to keep it. Like knives.
- USEFUL. Useful being that I can use it at home or at work. Or to be specific, something I can use NOW. A calculator, a box of pens, crayons, earphones, etc. No more bags and pouches please.
- GIFT CERTIFICATE. Come on, you might say it's not a very thoughtful gift but I like gift certificates, whether it's a Sodexho pass, a massage, a dinner and overnight stay, you can be sure I'm going to like it.
LASTLY...
- PERSONAL. Sing me a song, write me a poem, a handwritten love letter, draw me a picture, give me a paper heart. Anything that's made by YOU means it's important, and you're important, and it means I need to keep it. I haven't received something like this in a while. I must admit I miss it.
I am a simple girl. Simple things make me happy. So don't think I have everything. To be honest, if only they can wrap you up and put a bow and a card on you, you would probably be the only gift I want to receive.
December 12, 2009
How Much More?
How many more poems should
I read to you for you to
understand my love is true?
How many more "I love you's" do
I have to say for you to hear
that I really do love you?
How many more falling stars
do I have to wish on
just to keep you?
How many more hugs should I
have to give to make you
feel my love?
Where else should I touch you
to let you know that I really
care?
How many more days and nights
do I have to be with you to
show you that I'm here to stay?
How much more smile do I have
to show to show you that I'm
here to cheer you up?
How much more time do I have
to spend with you each day
to show you that I think of you?
What other stories and jokes
do I have to tell for you
to stay interested?
And what other secret do I have
to whisper in your ear to tell you
that these secrets are the ones
you need to hear?
How much more beautiful do I
have to be just so you wouldn't
notice someone else?
What kind of kiss do I
need to give you for you
to feel that you are mine?
What else do I have to sacrifice
so you'll be assured that
I will take care of you?
How long of a patience do I
need to have to understand
your tantrums and fears?
And how long do I have to wait
till the time comes that you
finally believe me and love me
wholeheartedly?
I read to you for you to
understand my love is true?
How many more "I love you's" do
I have to say for you to hear
that I really do love you?
How many more falling stars
do I have to wish on
just to keep you?
How many more hugs should I
have to give to make you
feel my love?
Where else should I touch you
to let you know that I really
care?
How many more days and nights
do I have to be with you to
show you that I'm here to stay?
How much more smile do I have
to show to show you that I'm
here to cheer you up?
How much more time do I have
to spend with you each day
to show you that I think of you?
What other stories and jokes
do I have to tell for you
to stay interested?
And what other secret do I have
to whisper in your ear to tell you
that these secrets are the ones
you need to hear?
How much more beautiful do I
have to be just so you wouldn't
notice someone else?
What kind of kiss do I
need to give you for you
to feel that you are mine?
What else do I have to sacrifice
so you'll be assured that
I will take care of you?
How long of a patience do I
need to have to understand
your tantrums and fears?
And how long do I have to wait
till the time comes that you
finally believe me and love me
wholeheartedly?
Vanilla Twilight (Owl City)
The stars lean down to kiss you
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
And I lie awake and miss you
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me
I'd send a postcard to you dear
'Cause I wish you were here
I'll watch the night turn light blue
But it's not the same without you
Because it takes two to whisper quietly
The silence isn't so bad
Till I look at my hands and feel sad
'Cause the spaces between my fingers
Are right where yours fit perfectly
I'll find repose in new ways
Though I haven't slept in two days
'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
But drenched in vanilla twilight
I'll sit on the front porch all night
Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
I don't feel so alone
As many times as I blink
I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight
When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again
And I'll forget the world that I knew
But I swear I won't forget you
Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
Oh darling I wish you were here
December 11, 2009
The Taxi Story
Here's an anecdote I got from a friend. You may have received this before but it's a great story. It really puts one's priorities in order.
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets..
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman..
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'..
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life...
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets..
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, and then returned to assist the woman..
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated'..
'Oh, you're such a good boy', she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly.
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice'.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued. 'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired. Let's go now'
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' she asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said 'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said.
'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?
What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life...
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware - beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
December 10, 2009
Gotta find my purpose..Gotta find me.
Conversation:
"I sometimes think that I'm here for a purpose. But if I'm going to think that I'm here with him because of a purpose, it means I'm really not meant to be with him. I'd rather be here because I am meant to be with him - to be the girl, to be the ONE - and not to serve some purpose to his character and attitude building."
"I sometimes think that I'm here for a purpose. But if I'm going to think that I'm here with him because of a purpose, it means I'm really not meant to be with him. I'd rather be here because I am meant to be with him - to be the girl, to be the ONE - and not to serve some purpose to his character and attitude building."
Sleepless mornings
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
- George Sand
Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
- Robert Heinlein
What am I doing wrong this time...?
- George Sand
Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
- Robert Heinlein
What am I doing wrong this time...?
December 9, 2009
Hopeless Romantic
Libre naman mangarap.
Minsan lang naman maramdaman ang saya sa pagtibok muli ng puso. Kahit anong sakit titiisin makamit lang ang pangarap na para sa atin. Titingnan na lamang ang mga bituin at ibubulong ang isang hiling na sana ay magkatotoo na.
Akin ka na lang ha?
Minsan lang naman maramdaman ang saya sa pagtibok muli ng puso. Kahit anong sakit titiisin makamit lang ang pangarap na para sa atin. Titingnan na lamang ang mga bituin at ibubulong ang isang hiling na sana ay magkatotoo na.
Akin ka na lang ha?
December 7, 2009
To be Your Girl
I want to be that someone you've always dreamed of. I want to be the girl who will sweep you off your feet. I want to be the girl who dreams of the same dreams as you do. I want to be the one whom you can turn to when you're feeling down. I want to be that girl who you think is far better than the other girls you've been with. I want to be the girl who deserves your tears. I want to be that person you always want to hold hands with. I want to be girl who you can share stories with, whether they be the past, your dreams, your silly thoughts, or whatever happened in your day. I want to be first thought in the morning, and the last name you'll call out at night. I want to be the girl you'd want to build your dream house with. I can be the girl who always understands you. I can be the person who has enough patience to handle your tantrums. I want to be the girl who can make you laugh when you're feeling down. I can be the girl who will take care of you when you're sick. I can be the girl you can spend special moments with. I want to be the girl you'd want to spend time having a serious discussion with. I want to be girl who waits for you till you get home. I want to be the girl you'll always ask for a hug and a kiss. I want to be the last girl you say "I love you" to.
And I want to be the girl you'll want to spend the rest of your life with.
And I want to be the girl you'll want to spend the rest of your life with.
December 4, 2009
Reposting: From The Mind of a Mathematician
*disclaimer: I found this while sorting through old emails. They said Einstein wrote this about love.
Written by Albert Einstein.
Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the
person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate
the people who love us. We miss out on so many
beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to
be enslaved by our own selfish concerns.
Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of
words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with
the man you love but with the man who loves you more.
The best lovers are those capable of loving from a
distance far enough to allow the person to grow but
never too far to feel the love within your being.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop
loving, it only means that you allow that person to
find his own happiness without expecting him to come
back. Letting go is not just setting the other person
free, but is also setting yourself free from all the
bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your
heart.
Do not let the bitterness take away your strength
and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to
dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with
wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving
someone from a distance not
expecting something in return. But be careful, for
this can sustain life but can never give enough room
for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful
memories of the past, but real peace and happiness
come only with open
acceptance of what reality is today.
There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon
someone so nice and beautiful and we just find
ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This
feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and
eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it
is when we begin to realize that this person feels
nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start
our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in
the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up
being sorry for ourselves.
You don't have to forget someone you love. What you
need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality
without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe
me, you would be better off giving that dedication and
love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart
run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for
itself.
Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as
well. Always remember that if you lose someone today,
it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.
If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in
love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that tears
wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past
has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will
find its way back to you.
And when it does, pray that it may be the love that
will stay and last a lifetime.
There are two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Written by Albert Einstein.
Sometimes in our relentless effort to find the
person we love, we fail to recognize and appreciate
the people who love us. We miss out on so many
beautiful things simply because we allow ourselves to
be enslaved by our own selfish concerns.
Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of
words, for you will find rewarding happiness, not with
the man you love but with the man who loves you more.
The best lovers are those capable of loving from a
distance far enough to allow the person to grow but
never too far to feel the love within your being.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop
loving, it only means that you allow that person to
find his own happiness without expecting him to come
back. Letting go is not just setting the other person
free, but is also setting yourself free from all the
bitterness, hatred, and anger that you keep in your
heart.
Do not let the bitterness take away your strength
and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to
dishearten you; but rather let yourself grow with
wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in loving
someone from a distance not
expecting something in return. But be careful, for
this can sustain life but can never give enough room
for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful
memories of the past, but real peace and happiness
come only with open
acceptance of what reality is today.
There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon
someone so nice and beautiful and we just find
ourselves so intensely attracted to that person. This
feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and
eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it
is when we begin to realize that this person feels
nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start
our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer, but in
the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up
being sorry for ourselves.
You don't have to forget someone you love. What you
need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality
without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe
me, you would be better off giving that dedication and
love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart
run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for
itself.
Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as
well. Always remember that if you lose someone today,
it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.
If you lose love that doesn't mean you failed in
love. Cry if you have to, but make sure that tears
wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past
has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will
find its way back to you.
And when it does, pray that it may be the love that
will stay and last a lifetime.
There are two ways to live your life: One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.
December 3, 2009
Reunited (Peaches and Herb)
I was a fool to ever leave your side
Me minus you is such a lonely ride
That break-up we had has made me lonesome and sad
I realize I love you 'cuz I want you back, hey-hey
I spent the evening with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learning so much
I know now that I love you 'cuz I need your touch, hey-hey
CHORUS
Reunited and it feels so good
Reunited 'cuz we understood
There's one perfect fit and sugar this one is it
We both are so excited 'cuz we're reunited, hey-hey
I sat here starin' at the same old wall
Came back to life just when I got your call
I wished I could climb right through the telephone line
And give you what you want so you would still be mine, hey-hey
I can't go cheatin' honey, I can't play
I found it very hard to stay away
As we reminisce on precious moments like this
I'm glad we're back together 'cuz I missed your kiss, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
Oh
Lovin' lover this is solid love
And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
All through the day, and all through the night
I'll give you all the love I have with all my might, hey-hey
* Remember when you said I made the first move to get in touch? Well my dear, you were the one who made the missed call on my phone that made me send you that message. Thanks for taking me back in your life =)
Me minus you is such a lonely ride
That break-up we had has made me lonesome and sad
I realize I love you 'cuz I want you back, hey-hey
I spent the evening with the radio
Regret the moment that I let you go
Our quarrel was such a way of learning so much
I know now that I love you 'cuz I need your touch, hey-hey
CHORUS
Reunited and it feels so good
Reunited 'cuz we understood
There's one perfect fit and sugar this one is it
We both are so excited 'cuz we're reunited, hey-hey
I sat here starin' at the same old wall
Came back to life just when I got your call
I wished I could climb right through the telephone line
And give you what you want so you would still be mine, hey-hey
I can't go cheatin' honey, I can't play
I found it very hard to stay away
As we reminisce on precious moments like this
I'm glad we're back together 'cuz I missed your kiss, hey-hey
Repeat CHORUS
Oh
Lovin' lover this is solid love
And you're exactly what I'm dreamin' of
All through the day, and all through the night
I'll give you all the love I have with all my might, hey-hey
* Remember when you said I made the first move to get in touch? Well my dear, you were the one who made the missed call on my phone that made me send you that message. Thanks for taking me back in your life =)
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