Compatibility

A Greater Thing

What greater thing is there
for two human souls
Than to feel that
They are joined
To strengthen and to be at one
with each other..
In silent unspeakable memories..

More Than Words

Love is..
More Than Saying I Love You

We give candy and flowers on her birthday,
But we never stop to say thank you for the many hours.
You have stood by my side and gave a smile,
As if to tell our hearts it's been worth every mile.

Other than buying a teddy bear or a card,
It's pretty simple and not at all hard.
Just put your arms around her and hold her tight,
And say without words that in your heart all is right.

You may say I Love You throughout the year,
But you need to make sure that she believes in you...
The words so sweet and straight from your heart,
That your life would be lonely without her by the side.

So put forth the effort and take the time,
Look her in the eye and let your gaze say
You are glad she's yours..
Cause Love is more than just saying I love you..

-AngelWatchin-

The Grey Sky

Sometimes the sky is not blue..
Sometimes it looks so grey that it could have been black..
And my heart does the same..

You are a part of the world that is so far apart from mine..
And that's what hurts so much....
Right now, I am feeling really fragile..
that even the smallest things will make me cry..
I Miss You..

When I Think Of You (Kacie M. Prather)

 I think of you each night as I pray 

and hope that you think of me too,

and when I rise to face the day

I wish I could face it with you.

I whisper your name and hope you can hear

even if you're far away.

I still know I love you, though you're not near. 

If you knew what would you say?

I think of the way your arms held me tight

each time we gave a hug or a kiss.

The way I knew you loved me when we'd say goodnight,

most of all that's what I miss.

So from now, until forevermore, 

I'll wish you'd hold me in your arms,

so I could lay my head upon your chest

and fall asleep away from all harms...

A Rose For You

I love two things most of all:
A Rose and You...

I love the rose for a while..
But I love you for the rest of my life..

Quand On Ne Peut Pas...

Celle qui s'endort
Chaque nuit dans mes bras
Celle que j'embrasse
Est une autre et pas toi !
Pourquoi? je n'en sais rien...
C'est la vie...

Quand on ne peut pas avoir la fille qu'on aime
Faut aimer la fille qu'on a
Quand tu es partie j'ai eu beaucoup de peine
Maintenant, tu vois, ça va...
Je vis à présent avec Marie-Hélène
Elle a été chic pour moi
Quand on ne peut pas avoir la fille qu'on aime
Faut aimer la fille qu'on a

J'ai quelquefois
Des instants de cafard
Je tourne en rond
Je perds pied, c'est le noir
Et puis... Doucement...
Mes pensées reviennent
Vers Marie-Hélène

Quand on ne peut pas avoir la fille qu'on aime
Faut aimer la fille qu'on a
Je sais bien, nous deux, c'est de l'histoire ancienne
Tu m'as oublié déjà
Moi j'ai pas changé, je suis toujours le même
Mais je ne le montre pas
Quand on ne peut pas avoir la fille qu'on aime
Faut aimer la fille qu'on a

Spaces

The spaces between your fingers
Were created so that another person's fingers would fill them in.
Hope you'll find the hand that you are meant to hold on forever..
In me...

Love...

What is Love?

Even the most brilliant guy is not immune to love. Albert Einstein, who wrote the atomic formula of E=mc2, even has his own idea on Love :

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love.
How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?

Put your hand on a stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. But if you sit with that special person for an hour, it seems like a minute. That is what I call relativity..

Is This Love?

True love
Dreams the highest dreams.
Waits until the stars came out at night.
Seeking whatever is good for the other.
And the tears washes away any pain.

True love
turns an ignorant boy a mature man.
Softens the heart of a girl
And it lasts forever..
Starting with the simplest words..
I Love You..

Avec Toi

Descends de ton fil, toi l'artiste heureux, toi le doux pierrot
C'est tout un autre monde que tu vois a tout regarder d'en haut
Non, je ne suis pas la princesse en bleu de ton bois dormant
Tu le vois... je suis bien reelle et je veux de toi pour amant

Avec toi
Je veux caresser la vie
Je veux devorer les plus beaux fruits
Je veux pleurer aussi
Avec toi
Je veux partager mes nuits
Je veux embrasser tes ciels de lit
Jusqu'a mon dernier cri

Tu reves debout et tu restes pur au milieu des loups
C'est pour ca que je t'aime malgre moi et tu m'aimes malgre tout
Non je ne suis pas la sagesse meme et mes sentiments
Ne sont pas faits que d'innocence
Ils sont faits de chair et de sang

Avec toi
Je veux caresser la vie
Je veux devorer les plus beaux fruits
Je veux pleurer aussi
Avec toi
Je veux partager mes nuits
Je veux embrasser tes ciels de lit
Jusqu'a mon dernier cri

Au nom de l'amour
Je voudrais te voir faire des folies
Renoncer a toi-meme et quelques fois bousculer l'ordre de ta vie
Mais je t'aime trop pour te perdre un jour alors je te dis
Que si toi tu veux rester sage, je serai sage moi aussi
Que si toi tu veux rester sage, je serai sage moi aussi

Casablanca

Ilsa: Rick, I have to talk to you.
Rick: [Rick is drunk] Uh-huh. I saved my first drink to have with you. Here.
[passes her a drink]
Ilsa: No. No, Rick, not tonight.
Rick: *Especially* tonight.
Ilsa: Please...
[he pours a drink]
Rick: Why did you have to come to Casablanca? There are other places.
Ilsa: I wouldn't have come if I'd known that you were here. Believe me Rick, it's true I didn't know...
Rick: It's funny about your voice, how it hasn't changed. I can still hear it. Richard, dear, I'll go with you anyplace. We'll get on a train together and never stop -
Ilsa: Don't, Rick! I can understand how you feel.
Rick: [scoffs] You understand how I feel. How long was it we had, honey?
Ilsa: [on the verge of tears] I didn't count the days.
Rick: Well, I did. Every one of 'em. Mostly I remember the last one. The wild finish. A guy standing on a station platform in the rain with a comical look in his face because his insides have been kicked out.
Ilsa: Can I tell you a story, Rick?
Rick: Has it got a wild finish?
Ilsa: I don't know the finish yet.
Rick: Well, go on. Tell it - maybe one will come to you as you go along.
Ilsa: It's about a girl who had just come to Paris from her home in Oslo. At the house of some friends, she met a man about whom she'd heard her whole life. A very great and courageous man. He opened up for her a whole beautiful world full of knowledge and thoughts and ideals. Everything she knew or ever became was because of him. And she looked up to him and worshiped him... with a feeling she supposed was love.
Rick: [bitterly] Yes, it's very pretty. I heard a story once - as a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano playing in the parlor downstairs. Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid, it always began.
[laughs]
Rick: Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Lazlo, or were there others in between or... aren't you the kind that tells?

[Ilsa tearfully and silently leaves. Rick's face falls in his hands sadly, knowing that he's said all the wrong things]

A Kiss

You know,
that moment when you kiss someone
and everything
around you becomes hazy...
And the only thing in focus is you and that person.
And you realize
that that person
is the only person that you're supposed
to kiss for the rest of your life...
And for one moment you get this gift...
And you want to laugh and you want to cry
because you feel so lucky that
you found it and so scared that
it will go away all at the same time...

-Never Been Kissed-

Looking at the Stars

Actually, I do have a problem. And this problem makes me think more and more of him..I missed him.Usually, whenever I encounter a problem, I will always run to him. Now that he's not here, I miss him so much more...

S: You know, he has never said these words... but i'm 100% sure that he would say exactly what i am saying to you now if he's standing here right in front of you. He would ask you to lift up your head and look at the sky. Do you see the stars? Well, those stars are exactly the same stars which he's looking at too from his place.

Now that he's not here, he has left those stars to watch over you till the night is over. The same goes with the moon. It's exactly the same moon that he sees from his place at the other side of the world. He has left them for you to look at whenever you feel sad and you needed him..

The most important thing that he has left for you is his heart. He loves you. And his heart is telling you to be patient and be strong in facing whatever crisis there is. Until the time he can come back to you and hold you in his arms again.

Each time when you need him, look at the stars in the sky and hold your hand to your heart. When you feel your heart beating, you will also feel his heart doing the same thing. You will feel that he is always beside you..

Once Again Love

Oh..How happy it is when I may once more encircle within these arms, the dearest object of my love. I shall again feel the pressure of that 'aching head' which to my delight will recline upon my chest. Then, I may again press her to my heart which palpitates with the purest affection for my loved one.. who has so long shared its undivided devotion.

-Alexander Hamilton Rice-

Our Love

Allie: Do you think our love, can take us away together?
Duke: I think our love can do anything we want it to.
Allie: I love you.
Duke: I love you, Allie.
Allie: Good night.
Duke: Good night. I'll be seeing you.

-The Notebook-

The Fundamental Things Apply

Ilsa: Play it once, Sam. For old times' sake.
Sam : [lying] I don't know what you mean, Miss Ilsa.
Ilsa: Play it, Sam. Play As Time Goes By.
Sam : [lying] Oh, I can't remember it, Miss Ilsa. I'm a little rusty on it.
Ilsa: I'll hum it for you. Da-dy-da-dy-da-dum, da-dy-da-dee-da-dum...
[Sam begins playing]
Ilsa: Sing it, Sam.
Sam: [singing] You must remember this:

A kiss is still a kiss
A sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by.
And when two lovers woo,
They still say, I love you
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings-... (Casablanca)

Somewhere, somehow, there will always be a song to make you remember that special someone...

Drowned in You

I am thinking of you..
In my sleepless solitude tonight...
If it's wrong to love you,
then my heart just won't let me be right.
'Cause I'm drowned in you,
And I won't pull through,
without you by my side..

One thing in Common..

They didn't agree on much.
In fact, they rarely agreed on everything.
They fought all the time, and they challenged each other everyday.
But despite their differences, they had one important thing in common:
They were crazy about each other

-The Notebook-

Lost Love

An old couple around the age of 70, went to a lawyer's office,to file a divorce.

The couple had been quarreling all their 40 over years of marriage over nothing and everything. They hang on to the marriage because of their children, afraid that a divorce might upset the children. Now, all their children have grown up and left. There's nothing else for the old couple to worry about. They wanted each to lead their own life, free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage.

While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband :
"I actually love you, my dear, but I really can't carry on with our marriage anymore. I'm so sorry.."
"Its ok, I understand.." said the husband.
The lawyer suggested for them to have dinner together, just 3 of them for the last time. The wife agreed since they are still going to be friends after this.

During dinner, there was a moment of awkward silence.
The first dish was roasted chicken. Immediately, the old man took the drumstick and put it on the old lady's plate. "Take this, its your favorite"

Looking at this, the lawyer thought that maybe there's still a chance for reconciliation, but the wife was frowning when she answered:
'This has always been the problem. You always think of yourself and never gave a thought about how I feel. Don't you know that i hate drumsticks?"

Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying very hard to please her. Drumstick was actually the husband's favorite. And all this while he had thought that she too prefers the drumstick. He always save that part for her. Little did he know that she hated drumstick. All he wanted was the best for her.

That night, both of them couldn't sleep. This was the first time that they sleep away from each other. After a few hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore. He knows that he still loves her.She was his first love and he can't carry on without her. He wanted to tell her that he is sorry. He wanted to tell her that he loves her..

He picked up the phone, started dialing her number but there was no answer. He kept on dialing. At the other end, the old lady was sad too. She was thinking that after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all. She loves him, but felt disappointed. The phone rang but she refuses to answer it, knowing that it would only be him. "What is the point of talking, now that it's over between us. I have asked for a divorce and now i want to keep it this way.' She thought. She pulled the phone's cord from the wall.

The next day, the old lady heard that he had passed away. She rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone. He had had a heart attack. A few days later, the old lady went to his belongings. Going through the drawers, she found an insurance policy, dated from the day they got married with her name on it as beneficiary. And together in those file, there was this note...

"To my dearest wife. By the time you're reading this, I'm sure I would no longer be around. I bought this policy for you. Though the amount is only $100k, I hope it would be enough to help me continue the promise that I made when we got married. I might not be around anymore but I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like I would have done if I live longer. I want you to know I will always be around, by your side, forever. I love you"
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Learn to love each other. For who they are.. not what they are

The Paper Cranes

There was once a guy who was very much in love with a girl.
This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a clerk in his company, they were very happy together.

Then, one day, the girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them here, so it would be better for each to go their own ways... heartbroken, the guy agreed.

The guy worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind to forget the girl and make something out of himself. Finally with all these hard work and with the help of friends, this guy managed to set up his own company...

One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking towards some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize that those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. He drove the car slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same poor guy anymore. He now had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!

The old couple was walking towards the cemetary. The guy got out of his car and followed them. There he saw the couple stop at a grave and there was a photograph of the girl smiling sweetly as ever at him on the tombstone. His precious paper cranes has been put in a bottle and was placed beside her tomb.

Her parents saw him. He walked over slowly and asked them what had happened. They told him that the girl did not leave for France at all. She was sick with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be an obstacle. Therefore she had decided to leave him.

She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes on her grave. She was hoping that if the day comes when fate brings him to her grave, he can take some of those back with him. The guy wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them, knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.

The Ring

A girl was sitting on a chair at the gas station she worked at.

She looked up and saw her boyfriend walked in. They exchanged smiles and he signaled to her that he would be at the back area waiting for her to finish her shift. As he was looking at the snacks, a man walked in and pointed a gun at her. He had been admiring the ring that her boyfriend had given to her as a token of his love.
When the man told her to hand it over, the girl refused. Her boyfriend heard a sound, looked up from where he was standing..just at the moment the man shoot at her. The boyfriend ran to her and called 911. When the ambulance came, he was sobbing uncontrollably beside his girlfriend.

The ambulance man came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was barely alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked her "Why didn't you just give him the ring?"
And she softly replied "Because when you gave it to me, you said it was a symbol of your love for me and I was afraid that if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love." The girl passed away the next morning with the ring still on her finger.

The Last Hug

(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)

Girl: Slow down. I'm scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

From the Start..

When I was six years old I met him in the playground and he came up to me with a daisy, just the one, and knelt on both knees and asked me to marry him. So I pushed him over then ran away. Two days later he came over and asked if he could play cops and robbers with me and from that day on we played everyday.

At 11 on my first day of Secondary school I was so nervous but at lunch time he came to find me, and we sat down and ate lunch together. We did this everyday for an entire year. You were the first person I told about everything, about my crushes, about my lessons and about all the people I hated, and when I was 13 and thought I was the only one who had never been kissed, you offered to show me how, and by the tree in your back garden we shared our first kiss.

At 15 we went to our first proper house party, and I got drunk. Even though I made a fool of myself you were there to help me stand strong. You didn't judge and you didn't make fun.

Over the next year we began to separate, made different friends. I got my first serious boyfriend and you went through quite a few girlfriends. And then it got to May and that meant the prom. Everything had been arranged, I'd been getting my outfit for months and then the day before I found out my boyfriend had cheated on me. The first person I turned to was you. You turned up at my door with a bouquet of roses and a vintage 1950's car.
I laughed that night and I cried that night

We had three glorious years together, when everyday I would smile. Even on the last day, when your mother stood up, in the church in front of your coffin and began reading from your diary:
"I saw you when I was six stood by the bench in a blue checked dress and daisy shoes and I needed to give an other daisy just because.... Because i loved you from that day on"