<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722</id><updated>2011-12-07T20:26:57.989-08:00</updated><category term='love quotes'/><category term='SEO'/><category term='long distance relationship quotes'/><category term='friendship quotes'/><category term='true love quotes'/><category term='love notes'/><category term='true love poem'/><category term='sad love poem'/><category term='funny poem'/><category term='friendship poems'/><category term='love poems'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='bible verses quotes'/><category term='marriage poem'/><category term='valentines day'/><category term='internet love'/><category term='true love'/><category term='lost love'/><category term='Marriage quotes'/><title type='text'>love blog thing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8726069746070222587</id><published>2009-03-31T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:42:34.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>Easter Bouquet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SdIdVFRlk8I/AAAAAAAAAqw/5sWx9mjQi90/s1600-h/pic022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319346357908378562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SdIdVFRlk8I/AAAAAAAAAqw/5sWx9mjQi90/s320/pic022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Easter Bouquet for you, my Dear,&lt;br /&gt;To bring in the season of spring this year&lt;br /&gt;Each bloom has been chosen in hopes to convey&lt;br /&gt;My message of love and appreciation this day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a red Carnation,&lt;br /&gt;To show how my heart aches for you,&lt;br /&gt;Posies of Forget-Me-Nots,&lt;br /&gt;To show my love is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fragrant Freesias,&lt;br /&gt;Embracing trust we share&lt;br /&gt;With Lilies of the Valley,&lt;br /&gt;Returning happiness and care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daisies to show,&lt;br /&gt;My love is loyal - undivided,&lt;br /&gt;As the Phlox whispers softly,&lt;br /&gt;'Our souls are united,'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've added Primrose,&lt;br /&gt;To remind you again&lt;br /&gt;That I can't live without you,&lt;br /&gt;And with you I'll remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all about this Easter bouquet,&lt;br /&gt;Are sprigs of Baby's Breath,&lt;br /&gt;So delicately displayed&lt;br /&gt;With a message of their own,&lt;br /&gt;Which I've known from the start,&lt;br /&gt;Of the innocence of your love,&lt;br /&gt;And your pureness of heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to you, my Dear,&lt;br /&gt;I lovingly bestow&lt;br /&gt;A message of love,&lt;br /&gt;Even these blooms seem to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SdIcW1TPBbI/AAAAAAAAAqg/FWRmWuptCxE/s320/pic012.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Deep inside my stillness, I hear you calling me&lt;br /&gt;It’s not your voice I hear; it’s the echoes of your soul&lt;br /&gt;And the gentle beat of you heart so free&lt;br /&gt;So strong, it’s kept the beast inside me under control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my Stillness, I can feel your hands&lt;br /&gt;Holding my heart with such a tender caress&lt;br /&gt;Cradled in your palms, is where it always lands&lt;br /&gt;Where its beats, forever as yours and mine, for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my Stillness, your emotions run so deep&lt;br /&gt;In every part of me, in every dark space within me&lt;br /&gt;From the time the sun rises to the time I sleep&lt;br /&gt;It’s where your love lives, where it’s always free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my Stillness, I feel the breeze of your voice&lt;br /&gt;And hear your whispers as they leave your lips&lt;br /&gt;“My love for you, I’ll never again have to sacrifice“&lt;br /&gt;“I won’t deny the softness of your tender kiss, you lips”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6786317153836080761?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6786317153836080761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-stillness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6786317153836080761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6786317153836080761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-stillness.html' title='My Stillness'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SdIcW1TPBbI/AAAAAAAAAqg/FWRmWuptCxE/s72-c/pic012.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5651763213024661539</id><published>2009-03-31T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:33:09.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Love On A Lazy Summer's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The meadow looks so beautiful this morning&lt;br /&gt;The river just ambles on by&lt;br /&gt;Barges and boats leave their moorings&lt;br /&gt;Not caring where they are going or why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple on deck are waving&lt;br /&gt;Encouraging the artist in me&lt;br /&gt;I carry on with my engraving&lt;br /&gt;Carving a heart in the bark of a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The riverbank dotted with primrose&lt;br /&gt;Buttercup and purple flowering sage&lt;br /&gt;Honeysuckle grows in the hedgerows&lt;br /&gt;Surely this must be true loves stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A skylark hovers over the meadow&lt;br /&gt;In the bushes the yellow hammers sing&lt;br /&gt;I watch intently as the swallow&lt;br /&gt;Catches her prey on the wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother nature is displaying her beauty&lt;br /&gt;Her wisdom, her magic, her charm&lt;br /&gt;One day you will share this with me&lt;br /&gt;When I'm holding you in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please my Lord hurry the day&lt;br /&gt;My love and I have been so long apart&lt;br /&gt;Help me Lord to find the way&lt;br /&gt;To the girl who holds my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5651763213024661539?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5651763213024661539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-on-lazy-summers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5651763213024661539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5651763213024661539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-on-lazy-summers-day.html' title='Love On A Lazy Summer&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1207638873386699016</id><published>2009-03-24T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:56:47.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>New Found Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Alone was I&lt;br /&gt;then you stood by&lt;br /&gt;I turned you down&lt;br /&gt;you stood your ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've decided&lt;br /&gt;my senses united&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a chance&lt;br /&gt;my new found romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed&lt;br /&gt;our friendship "AT LAST!"&lt;br /&gt;turned so much deeper&lt;br /&gt;things got weirder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to my surprise&lt;br /&gt;he realized&lt;br /&gt;hes too tired to wait&lt;br /&gt;for my mind i can't make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was shattered&lt;br /&gt;the love has faltered&lt;br /&gt;How could he give up!&lt;br /&gt;like I'm just a pup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd wait&lt;br /&gt;still its you I can't hate&lt;br /&gt;For I have loved you&lt;br /&gt;From the start I really do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1207638873386699016?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1207638873386699016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-found-romance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1207638873386699016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1207638873386699016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-found-romance.html' title='New Found Romance'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-368549021976776774</id><published>2009-03-24T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:54:10.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>Cyber Friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know we just meet on line&lt;br /&gt;But as the days passed by&lt;br /&gt;We developed friendship&lt;br /&gt;Friendship that is so true and honest&lt;br /&gt;There is always willingness to share….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers then, how can I forget&lt;br /&gt;The day you came into my life, willing to share&lt;br /&gt;Love, joys, happiness, even despair&lt;br /&gt;Everything you knew, that I will appreciate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly we became&lt;br /&gt;What we call friends, though I share just a little&lt;br /&gt;But you treasured still ‘till we became very best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who knows when I am sad&lt;br /&gt;Giving me advises and laughter&lt;br /&gt;To fill the emptiness I felt within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend who is just a mouse click away&lt;br /&gt;Willing to stay at my side&lt;br /&gt;Just to keep me company&lt;br /&gt;Though at times being ignored&lt;br /&gt;By some unspoken words….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;For I know words isn’t enough&lt;br /&gt;To thank him, to tell him&lt;br /&gt;I treasured this friendship&lt;br /&gt;Friendship that I want to remain forever….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very best friend. I am there with you…&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever I will remain&lt;br /&gt;Your very best friend…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-368549021976776774?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/368549021976776774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/cyber-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/368549021976776774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/368549021976776774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/cyber-friendship.html' title='Cyber Friendship'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1346757825884519954</id><published>2009-03-24T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:52:16.470-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Endless Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The motions of my day, were lost when you rang.&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember coming home.&lt;br /&gt;How did I get home?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what I ate.&lt;br /&gt;Did I eat?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember putting a bow in my hair,&lt;br /&gt;but it's there.&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slide my hands up, tracing my collar bones&lt;br /&gt;I slide them behind my neck, I unlock&lt;br /&gt;the sparkling string of pearls&lt;br /&gt;that hang around my neck, usually.&lt;br /&gt;Your voice isn't gentle.&lt;br /&gt;It is, when you are romantic.&lt;br /&gt;But your voice isn't gentle.&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid, and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;I fall into the lavender sheets, breathing softly&lt;br /&gt;a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I remember our endless spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have pale thighs, pathetic in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;Waist deep in the crisp, cool stream, I call for you.&lt;br /&gt;You're bold and undaunted, but now you are not.&lt;br /&gt;You are weeping and whining. Patiently,&lt;br /&gt;I splash around,&lt;br /&gt;I pull the water up my arms,&lt;br /&gt;it tickles. It trickles. It rolls off my skin like beads of tears.&lt;br /&gt;They are tears of joy, tears of sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;tears of the possibility of you fulfilling someone&lt;br /&gt;else's life. Tears that are ours.&lt;br /&gt;I spin around and see the velvet green. The water is warming.&lt;br /&gt;The summer is coming.&lt;br /&gt;The brush is quiet, it is silent, much like that&lt;br /&gt;of a quiet, winter night in a modest cul-de-sac.&lt;br /&gt;Silent like a sleeping baby.&lt;br /&gt;The river giggles at you, as do I.&lt;br /&gt;You are my watchman, you are my doll.&lt;br /&gt;You are my jester, I... I need you on repeat this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1346757825884519954?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1346757825884519954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/endless-spring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1346757825884519954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1346757825884519954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/endless-spring.html' title='Endless Spring'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3170402527912384419</id><published>2009-03-24T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:49:00.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Can you see it in my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't know how I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to vocalize&lt;br /&gt;Desire deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tremble when I'm near you&lt;br /&gt;Heat travels up my thighs&lt;br /&gt;and I want you with an urgency&lt;br /&gt;That I just can't describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare I reach out to touch you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you'd realize&lt;br /&gt;How much I want and need you?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see it in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long to say, 'I love you,'&lt;br /&gt;But am scared of your reply.&lt;br /&gt;Terrified like a child&lt;br /&gt;I've become paralyzed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camouflaged emotions&lt;br /&gt;Lead to pain and silent cries.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I just can't tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see it in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessing through this poem&lt;br /&gt;My dilemma summarized.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's quite cathartic,&lt;br /&gt;But will lead to my demise. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3170402527912384419?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3170402527912384419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-see-it-in-my-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3170402527912384419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3170402527912384419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-see-it-in-my-eyes.html' title='Can you see it in my eyes'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-918125699548295615</id><published>2009-03-12T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:45:58.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjZsv9gocI/AAAAAAAAAqY/vcrLt4U0zg4/s1600-h/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312235123295429058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjZsv9gocI/AAAAAAAAAqY/vcrLt4U0zg4/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When fate first drew us close together&lt;br /&gt;I knew we would be one&lt;br /&gt;And now your in my heart forever&lt;br /&gt;It feels like heavens come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you love me&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you too&lt;br /&gt;But most of all I love you&lt;br /&gt;Because our love is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don’t like life&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel let down&lt;br /&gt;But you’re my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;To the better world around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I write this poem&lt;br /&gt;My life feels so complete&lt;br /&gt;I know just where we’re going&lt;br /&gt;Us two cannot be beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have connected&lt;br /&gt;We know where we both lie&lt;br /&gt;In each other’s hearts we’ll stay&lt;br /&gt;For all time and eternity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="&lt;a href="&gt;http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js&lt;/a&gt;" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-918125699548295615?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/918125699548295615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/918125699548295615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/918125699548295615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjZsv9gocI/AAAAAAAAAqY/vcrLt4U0zg4/s72-c/rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3719229556141267104</id><published>2009-03-12T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:41:20.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>A Daily Passage</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjYersjhEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cIXnT47buS8/s1600-h/peony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312233782120776770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjYersjhEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cIXnT47buS8/s320/peony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the early morning hours&lt;br /&gt;When my day comes to a start&lt;br /&gt;My first thought is always you&lt;br /&gt;And how you touch my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend the next few hours&lt;br /&gt;Feeling thankful and so blessed&lt;br /&gt;While missing you pours over the joy&lt;br /&gt;I know this is just a test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the challenge of my wills&lt;br /&gt;To strengthen me with power&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing of the love we share&lt;br /&gt;And guide me through each hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lunchtime rolls around&lt;br /&gt;I am still immersed in you&lt;br /&gt;I am wrapped up in the memories we made&lt;br /&gt;And of all the things we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon is still dragging on&lt;br /&gt;And the day seems not to end&lt;br /&gt;I know at night when I climb into bed&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts will begin again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will lay my head down on my pillow&lt;br /&gt;And as I try to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts of you won’t let me slumber&lt;br /&gt;And then I start to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a circle of my daily passage&lt;br /&gt;With my mind on only you&lt;br /&gt;But I feel so grateful and so blessed&lt;br /&gt;That another day is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day that passes is a day closer to you… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="&lt;a href="&gt;http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js&lt;/a&gt;" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3719229556141267104?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3719229556141267104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/daily-passage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3719229556141267104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3719229556141267104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/daily-passage.html' title='A Daily Passage'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SbjYersjhEI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/cIXnT47buS8/s72-c/peony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4292741612348976277</id><published>2009-03-02T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:43:19.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Wrap around us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Have you ever realized how great hugs are? I'm talking about real hugs; not the awkward ones. Not the ones where you put your arms around the other person, just for them to stand there. or put their arms half-heartedly around you.I'm talking about the ones where they wrap their arms around you like physical friendship. And you can feel the love. Isn't that the best feeling? Being physically wrapped in love and friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4292741612348976277?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4292741612348976277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/wrap-around-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4292741612348976277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4292741612348976277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/03/wrap-around-us.html' title='Wrap around us'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6541822585087782479</id><published>2009-02-11T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:42:49.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>You Can Depend On Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SZLVi91jt5I/AAAAAAAAApw/aqlVCvwIig0/s1600-h/23789.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301534508059965330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SZLVi91jt5I/AAAAAAAAApw/aqlVCvwIig0/s320/23789.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Deep down you know&lt;br /&gt;The friends who still care&lt;br /&gt;Giving upmost support&lt;br /&gt;They will always be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said friends forever&lt;br /&gt;Long before you withdrew&lt;br /&gt;Surely you must realise&lt;br /&gt;The promise remains true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know each passing day&lt;br /&gt;I am always there for you&lt;br /&gt;Offering a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;As this is what friends do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartfelt prayers go out&lt;br /&gt;Knowing in times of need&lt;br /&gt;On me you can depend&lt;br /&gt;In friendship I guaranteed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SZLUqK1WBtI/AAAAAAAAApo/8XcGOQuA1vg/s320/19403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you for that certain smile&lt;br /&gt;that cheers me up when I am blue.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your tenderness&lt;br /&gt;that warms me through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your kindness&lt;br /&gt;and understanding heart;&lt;br /&gt;one that always says,&lt;br /&gt;"I love you very much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for your faith in me&lt;br /&gt;and your sweet, loving ways.&lt;br /&gt;I love you for the many things you do&lt;br /&gt;so often without praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for all these things&lt;br /&gt;and a million others too,&lt;br /&gt;but, most of all, for who I am&lt;br /&gt;whenever I'm with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SZArIy7ORFI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PXxXrCLbmY8/s320/hsc4228l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;Today is Monday,&lt;br /&gt;You're off to that dreaded place,&lt;br /&gt;5 days a week you spend here,&lt;br /&gt;You'll never escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your books,&lt;br /&gt;You have your brain,&lt;br /&gt;When the day is through,&lt;br /&gt;It'll be in a lot of pain,&lt;br /&gt;And you have your friends,&lt;br /&gt;Some good and some great,&lt;br /&gt;But talk to them too much and you'll be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your grades up though and watch with care,&lt;br /&gt;Someday you'll look at colleges and say I want to go there,&lt;br /&gt;So with your head full of knowledge and shoes full of feet,&lt;br /&gt;If you let it, school can help you accomplish any feat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: #ff6666"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SY6p2zY3iXI/AAAAAAAAAoY/IrAXzIZfJoQ/s320/3254605381_ec959e6e4e_o.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sometimes you’ll meet a special person&lt;br /&gt;They’ll enter your life in the oddest of ways&lt;br /&gt;The impact they have is immense&lt;br /&gt;For they’ll begin to fill your life with sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we might meet a special person&lt;br /&gt;They seem like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;A spirit bound to you in dreams&lt;br /&gt;Leaving feelings of togetherness you never want to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you’ll meet a special person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At that moment all the world seems right&lt;br /&gt;Their positive influence brightens your life&lt;br /&gt;The thought of them turns darkness to light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we’ll meet a special person&lt;br /&gt;A person who will bring warmth in our heart&lt;br /&gt;They may be a person that will bring joy to our life&lt;br /&gt;A person who will ease the pain we have inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I’ll find that special person&lt;br /&gt;I hope you’ll find that special person&lt;br /&gt;Coz some of us are searching&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are hoping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searching and hoping for that special person to come into our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SY6pL32yv9I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/TCTOfYxbq18/s320/9368_digital_love_11_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Karylle is a name I would not forget&lt;br /&gt;For she has a beauty that makes the sun set&lt;br /&gt;I would love to get to know her in any way&lt;br /&gt;Coz I believe it will make my life colorful everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw you I thought I was dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw someone who was worth meeting&lt;br /&gt;I may seem stupid but I want to try&lt;br /&gt;To get to know this special lady even for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I close my eyes and fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to think of you so that I’ll have a good night sleep&lt;br /&gt;I like it when you smile coz your cute little eyes sparkle&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to believe there truly are angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do when all I can think of is you&lt;br /&gt;Where can I go when all I can see is you&lt;br /&gt;So please tell me what to say&lt;br /&gt;tell me what to do&lt;br /&gt;Is there a way for me to get closer to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind I see your face&lt;br /&gt;In my heart my feelings race&lt;br /&gt;To have been always thinking of someone I don’t even know&lt;br /&gt;It’s so stupid but every minute, my admiration grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like the song I’ve been waiting to hear&lt;br /&gt;The sight I’ve always been wishing to see&lt;br /&gt;The perfect moment anyone would be wanting to feel&lt;br /&gt;The dream that I’ve wanted to be real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re an angel anyone would be wanting by their side&lt;br /&gt;Coz by being near you they’ll know why it’s so great to be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SY6m3mh25VI/AAAAAAAAAoI/8saO7Y_iZGs/s320/pic010.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;EVERY MOMENT I GET TO DREAM&lt;br /&gt;ITS YOU I THINK OF HOW LIFE&lt;br /&gt;COULD BE TOGETHER AS ONE&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER... YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE SILENCE I HEAR YOUR VOICE&lt;br /&gt;YOUR DISTRESS IS NO MORE WHEN I&lt;br /&gt;PUT IT TO REST&lt;br /&gt;IT IS YOUR ESSENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR IT IS THIS YOU SEE, HOW CLOSE&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE IN THOUGHT, WORDS NEED NO&lt;br /&gt;TONE, I READ FROM OUR SCRIPT&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IN LIFE WE ARE 7066 MILES&lt;br /&gt;APART BUT BONDED BY SPIRIT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FEELINGS I SHARE WITH YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;GUARDED, LOCK AND KEY AND YOU ARE THE&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ONE WHO CAN ACCESS THEM AS GOD&lt;br /&gt;KNOWS WE ARE MEANT TO BE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/DIV&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYw_9rVCHhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SpLgKZ-yXTM/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You have a special place in my life&lt;br /&gt;that you’ve had from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;I see your smile when I close my eyes -&lt;br /&gt;your name is written on my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only on this Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;But each day the whole year through&lt;br /&gt;I'm sending you a bear hug&lt;br /&gt;With love from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="&lt;a href="&gt;http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js&lt;/a&gt;" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5151774500364735697?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5151774500364735697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/bear-hug-this-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5151774500364735697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5151774500364735697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/bear-hug-this-valentines-day.html' title='Bear Hug this Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYw_9rVCHhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/SpLgKZ-yXTM/s72-c/bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6216369991560896259</id><published>2009-02-05T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:06:38.937-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>Love is on the Air</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrirt9KLSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hv-L5Jxw1Og/s1600-h/26824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299297152253177122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrirt9KLSI/AAAAAAAAAnw/hv-L5Jxw1Og/s320/26824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel that I am most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;when I am sad&lt;br /&gt;for no other emotion is truer, sharper&lt;br /&gt;or more feminine.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I am most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;when I am sad.&lt;br /&gt;(Sadness is you&lt;br /&gt;leaning in for a kiss&lt;br /&gt;when I am some place else,&lt;br /&gt;forgetting I have lips.)&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am most beautiful&lt;br /&gt;when I am sad&lt;br /&gt;because when I turn to mirrors&lt;br /&gt;my face changes&lt;br /&gt;to rival the photographs&lt;br /&gt;you took of me&lt;br /&gt;when we were&lt;br /&gt;happiest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrhVYFwv0I/AAAAAAAAAng/kWaazG3LauA/s320/57944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 John 4:18 New International Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 Peter 4:8, New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 John 4:7-12, New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(John 3:16, The Message)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;“Love never gives up.&lt;br /&gt;Love cares more for others than for self.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn’t strut,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t have a swelled head,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t force itself on others,&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t always “me first,”&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t fly off the handle,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t revel when others grovel,&lt;br /&gt;Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,&lt;br /&gt;Puts up with anything,&lt;br /&gt;Trusts God always,&lt;br /&gt;Always looks for the best,&lt;br /&gt;Never looks back,&lt;br /&gt;But keeps going to the end.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2 Corinthians 13: 4-7, The Message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5175420783432665802?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5175420783432665802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/biblical-love-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5175420783432665802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5175420783432665802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/biblical-love-quotes.html' title='Biblical Love Quotes'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrhVYFwv0I/AAAAAAAAAng/kWaazG3LauA/s72-c/57944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-536207017173438845</id><published>2009-02-05T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:11:11.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Saying that i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrgWN-wuaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/S6PvkABDXCc/s1600-h/26827.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299294583869454754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrgWN-wuaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/S6PvkABDXCc/s320/26827.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a fresh pair of warm lips kisses her, kisses him, kiss them both.&lt;br /&gt;subtle, first, working their way to the plump, shapely, glittered&lt;br /&gt;bronze. Their teeth bite, meet softness and flesh; tongues&lt;br /&gt;explore, licking voids in-between folds, gums, pinks.&lt;br /&gt;two halves wanting must have that lucky&lt;br /&gt;explosion, that sweet screaming&lt;br /&gt;raisin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-536207017173438845?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/536207017173438845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-that-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/536207017173438845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/536207017173438845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/saying-that-i-love-you.html' title='Saying that i love you'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYrgWN-wuaI/AAAAAAAAAnY/S6PvkABDXCc/s72-c/26827.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7386250852175366985</id><published>2009-02-05T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:11:43.143-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>i love you in different languages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYreWtQxbLI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/IRqke7PSXj0/s1600-h/22571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299292393243241650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYreWtQxbLI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/IRqke7PSXj0/s320/22571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief&lt;br /&gt;Albanian - Te dua&lt;br /&gt;Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Armenian - Yes kez sirumen&lt;br /&gt;Bambara - M’bi fe&lt;br /&gt;Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo baashi&lt;br /&gt;Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu&lt;br /&gt;Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo&lt;br /&gt;Bulgarian - Obicham te&lt;br /&gt;Cambodian - Bung Srorlagn Oun (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Oun Srorlagn Bung (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a&lt;br /&gt;Catalan - T’estimo&lt;br /&gt;Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse&lt;br /&gt;Chichewa - Ndimakukonda&lt;br /&gt;Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Creol - Mi aime jou&lt;br /&gt;Croatian - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;Czech - Miluji te&lt;br /&gt;Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig&lt;br /&gt;Dutch - Ik hou van jou&lt;br /&gt;English - I love you&lt;br /&gt;Esperanto - Mi amas vin&lt;br /&gt;Estonian - Ma armastan sind&lt;br /&gt;Ethiopian - Ewedishalehu : male/female to female&lt;br /&gt;Ewedihalehu: male/female to male.&lt;br /&gt;Faroese - Eg elski teg&lt;br /&gt;Farsi - Doset daram&lt;br /&gt;Filipino - Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua&lt;br /&gt;French - Je t’aime, Je t’adore&lt;br /&gt;Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort&lt;br /&gt;Georgian - Mikvarhar&lt;br /&gt;German - Ich liebe dich&lt;br /&gt;Greek - S’agapo&lt;br /&gt;Gujarati - Hu tumney prem karu chu&lt;br /&gt;Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia oi&lt;br /&gt;Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae&lt;br /&gt;Hmong - Kuv hlub koj&lt;br /&gt;Hopi - Nu’ umi unangwa’ta&lt;br /&gt;Hungarian - Szeretlek&lt;br /&gt;Icelandic - Eg elska tig&lt;br /&gt;Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;Inuit - Negligevapse&lt;br /&gt;Irish - Taim i’ ngra leat&lt;br /&gt;Italian - Ti amo&lt;br /&gt;Japanese - Aishiteru&lt;br /&gt;Kannada - Naa ninna preetisuve&lt;br /&gt;Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka&lt;br /&gt;Kiswahili - Nakupenda&lt;br /&gt;Konkani - Tu magel moga cho&lt;br /&gt;Korean - Sarang Heyo&lt;br /&gt;Latin - Te amo&lt;br /&gt;Latvian - Es tevi miilu&lt;br /&gt;Lebanese - Bahibak&lt;br /&gt;Lithuanian - Tave myliu&lt;br /&gt;Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu&lt;br /&gt;Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni&lt;br /&gt;Marathi - Me tula prem karto&lt;br /&gt;Mohawk - Kanbhik&lt;br /&gt;Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik&lt;br /&gt;Nahuatl - Ni mits neki&lt;br /&gt;Navaho - Ayor anosh’ni&lt;br /&gt;Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg&lt;br /&gt;Pandacan - Syota na kita!!&lt;br /&gt;Pangasinan - Inaru Taka&lt;br /&gt;Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo&lt;br /&gt;Persian - Doo-set daaram&lt;br /&gt;Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay&lt;br /&gt;Polish - Kocham Cie&lt;br /&gt;Portuguese - Eu te amo&lt;br /&gt;Romanian - Te ubesk&lt;br /&gt;Roman Numerals - 333&lt;br /&gt;Russian - Ya tebya liubliu&lt;br /&gt;Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort&lt;br /&gt;Serbian - Volim te&lt;br /&gt;Setswana - Ke a go rata&lt;br /&gt;Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan&lt;br /&gt;Sioux - Techihhila&lt;br /&gt;Slovak - Lu`bim ta&lt;br /&gt;Slovenian - Ljubim te&lt;br /&gt;Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo&lt;br /&gt;Swahili - Ninapenda wewe&lt;br /&gt;Swedish - Jag alskar dig&lt;br /&gt;Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di&lt;br /&gt;Tagalog - Mahal kita&lt;br /&gt;Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li&lt;br /&gt;Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe&lt;br /&gt;Tamil - Naan unnai kathalikiraen&lt;br /&gt;Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu&lt;br /&gt;Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Turkish - Seni Seviyorum&lt;br /&gt;Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu&lt;br /&gt;Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo&lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)&lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male)&lt;br /&gt;Welsh - ‘Rwy’n dy garu&lt;br /&gt;Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh&lt;br /&gt;Yoruba - Mo ni fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7386250852175366985?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7386250852175366985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you-in-different-languages.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7386250852175366985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7386250852175366985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-you-in-different-languages.html' title='i love you in different languages'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYreWtQxbLI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/IRqke7PSXj0/s72-c/22571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7811756701104609254</id><published>2009-02-03T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:12:44.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship quotes'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhGTEGVraI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rcUV4C9x7b8/s1600-h/44088.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298562254933175714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhGTEGVraI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rcUV4C9x7b8/s320/44088.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;026. "Love is not a word you must say to show how you feel. Reaching your hand out to help someone you care about is enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. "Friendship is not just something you can get anywhere, it's earned so it shouldn't be taken for granted. It should be treasured."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;028. "If all my friends jumped off a bridge, I wouldn't. I would be at the bottom to catch them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;029. "A best friend is the one who knows everything about you, and decides to stay in your life when everyone decides to leave you behind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;030. "Friends stand by each other through thick and thin, every time you need me I will always be there for you. You make me happy, you make me laugh, you are the best friend anyone can ever have. Best friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. "A best friend is like a tissue: when you have tears that need to be wiped away, they will always do the job!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. "Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. "Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend as you shall always find me yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. "My friends and I may not have it all together, but when we're together, we've got it all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. "As long as we have memories, yesterday remains. As long as we have hope, tomorrow awaits. As long as we have friendship, today is beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. "Friendship is love minus sex and plus reason. Love is friendship plus sex and minus reason."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. "A friend is someone who will hold your hand even when it's covered in mud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. "A true friend applauds your strengths, understands your weaknesses and appreciates the combination that is you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. "When I feel there is nothing left to hold on to, I remember I can always hold on to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. "Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship - never."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. "Sometimes people you think you know can be the strangers you always want to avoid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. "A friend is someone who would go find you if you were lost, but a best friend would be right next to you saying, 'Um ... where are we?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. "Sometimes one smile can mean more than a dozen roses."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. "Friendship is love without His wings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. "Friends do not grow on trees, they come from God's garden." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-2.html"&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7811756701104609254?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7811756701104609254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendship-quotes-collection-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7811756701104609254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7811756701104609254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendship-quotes-collection-3.html' title='FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 3'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhGTEGVraI/AAAAAAAAAmY/rcUV4C9x7b8/s72-c/44088.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4297310178367016552</id><published>2009-02-03T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:13:26.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>So Much I Have Gained</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhCttHLfVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/obEUum-J808/s1600-h/21176.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298558314572643666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhCttHLfVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/obEUum-J808/s320/21176.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Having a clear conscience&lt;br /&gt;I will continue being me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens&lt;br /&gt;Evasive I would never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure I will write more&lt;br /&gt;Having no need to hide&lt;br /&gt;Its always good to know&lt;br /&gt;I have friends by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being okay with who I am&lt;br /&gt;My heart remains true&lt;br /&gt;I shall be there to share&lt;br /&gt;With those friends I value&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the journey of life&lt;br /&gt;So much I have gained&lt;br /&gt;By sharing love and light&lt;br /&gt;True friendships remained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4297310178367016552?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4297310178367016552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-i-have-gained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4297310178367016552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4297310178367016552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-much-i-have-gained.html' title='So Much I Have Gained'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhCttHLfVI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/obEUum-J808/s72-c/21176.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6199605364117264770</id><published>2009-02-03T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:14:52.166-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Birthday Poem for Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhBupvSzNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ynObGkM3VEY/s1600-h/27894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298557231335394514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhBupvSzNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ynObGkM3VEY/s320/27894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;She is a woman&lt;br /&gt;She is a child&lt;br /&gt;She is self confident&lt;br /&gt;Then she wants to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a tease&lt;br /&gt;Who will do anything to please&lt;br /&gt;She is standoffish&lt;br /&gt;She is a frustrating mystey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She holds me ever so close&lt;br /&gt;Then pushes me away&lt;br /&gt;Her mood says go&lt;br /&gt;He eyes say please stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my woman&lt;br /&gt;She is my wife&lt;br /&gt;She is yoked&lt;br /&gt;Into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is my contradiction&lt;br /&gt;Whom I love&lt;br /&gt;Can't say&lt;br /&gt;I always understand her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of her&lt;br /&gt;I can&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever&lt;br /&gt;Get enough of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"&gt;&lt;img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6199605364117264770?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6199605364117264770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-poem-for-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6199605364117264770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6199605364117264770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-poem-for-wife.html' title='Birthday Poem for Wife'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhBupvSzNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ynObGkM3VEY/s72-c/27894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6973103188263963643</id><published>2009-02-03T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:23:50.081-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>In These Words I Write</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhA9rTJXXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/JIpOClJwP40/s1600-h/pic009.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298556389940616562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhA9rTJXXI/AAAAAAAAAmA/JIpOClJwP40/s320/pic009.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;With no need to ask why&lt;br /&gt;I am certain you are aware&lt;br /&gt;I write while thinking you&lt;br /&gt;Often I wish could be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special greetings I send&lt;br /&gt;My love penned in rhymes&lt;br /&gt;You know I still miss you&lt;br /&gt;I have said so many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams worth dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I always keep you in mine&lt;br /&gt;The songs you sent me&lt;br /&gt;I play them time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in these words I write&lt;br /&gt;I express my true emotion&lt;br /&gt;Penning feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;With my love and devotion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhAaVv6PPI/AAAAAAAAAl4/JaE4PxttbPQ/s320/26824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just one more time, I am going to...&lt;br /&gt;smile when I see your beautiful face&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time , I want to see you&lt;br /&gt;smiling back at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I am going to&lt;br /&gt;pack your lunch with all my love&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I am going to&lt;br /&gt;Wave you goodbye as you leave for work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time this afternoon,&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for your lunch time call&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time this day&lt;br /&gt;I will open the garden gate on your safe on your safe return home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to greet you&lt;br /&gt;With a great big hug and kiss&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time dinner will be waiting&lt;br /&gt;and I will leave the dishes in the sink tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to spend this time with you&lt;br /&gt;before we watch TV or have our shower&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want it to be&lt;br /&gt;Just ‘YOU and ME!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time tonight&lt;br /&gt;I want you in the harbour of my arms&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want&lt;br /&gt;To touch you all over and feel our bodies entertwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;And remember the moment forever when I am gone&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to whisper to you&lt;br /&gt;Those 3 little words ‘I Love You!’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to watch over you&lt;br /&gt;As you sleep, breathing in and out&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I’ll pull my fingers through your hair&lt;br /&gt;And touch you gently on your cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time my tears will flow&lt;br /&gt;Without you ever knowing&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I’ll kiss you softly on your lips&lt;br /&gt;And bid you farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;How very special you are and will always be to me&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I want to say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love you forever and a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I have to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That you will always be my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time you have to know&lt;br /&gt;That you will ‘Always’ be the sweetest part of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time I will dream my dream Of&lt;br /&gt;‘YOU and I’&lt;br /&gt;A dream that has no boundries&lt;br /&gt;It will become the ‘DREAM’ of my ‘LONELY HEART!’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYhACfV5RXI/AAAAAAAAAlw/nybcn9QUCXQ/s320/17792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My red heart is blue,&lt;br /&gt;because I'm missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Every day, I think about you,&lt;br /&gt;and I imagine how great&lt;br /&gt;every hour, every minute,&lt;br /&gt;and every second would be&lt;br /&gt;if you were here with me.&lt;br /&gt;Every night, when I lie in bed,&lt;br /&gt;I dream about how things could be.&lt;br /&gt;And if you believe in your dreams hard enough,&lt;br /&gt;someday they will come true for you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbw4umcEJI/AAAAAAAAAlg/vHQziO-PyCk/s320/49300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I've watched you for days...&lt;br /&gt;Howling at the moon..Wishing that someone..&lt;br /&gt;Would answer your lonely cries for help...&lt;br /&gt;Your cries for hope, shelter, and food.&lt;br /&gt;I have heard your many nights of cries..&lt;br /&gt;And I am here to offer my help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend from a distance..&lt;br /&gt;Are the great hunter...&lt;br /&gt;But you lack the wisdom that I behold..&lt;br /&gt;Beneath my wings we shall forever remain..&lt;br /&gt;A team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the wind carries me to freedom&lt;br /&gt;And the night shelters you from the light&lt;br /&gt;I shall shed light on you&lt;br /&gt;The hungry wolf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not great hunter..&lt;br /&gt;To your next prey I shall guide you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you revel in your triumph...&lt;br /&gt;I await patiently in the trees&lt;br /&gt;To devour all that remains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we stand..&lt;br /&gt;In perfect rythm&lt;br /&gt;As a partnership written by mother nature...&lt;br /&gt;Together we roam the earth&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And beneath my ever seeing eyes&lt;br /&gt;And skillfull wings&lt;br /&gt;We shall triumph the lands...&lt;br /&gt;For we are more free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than any man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together beneath my wings...&lt;br /&gt;We will live on forever...&lt;br /&gt;Simply because I have grown to admire you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear not my friend..&lt;br /&gt;Even long after death&lt;br /&gt;I will lovingly guide you from the heavens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbwPI2ePMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/i6VnL4_USVE/s320/54688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You took my life and made it complete&lt;br /&gt;with your sweet love and all you give.&lt;br /&gt;My heart smiles everyday because of you.&lt;br /&gt;To me you are a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life was sad, so dark and blue;&lt;br /&gt;today it's not, all thanks to you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than words can say.&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll be until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've grown so deep since we first met.&lt;br /&gt;I found in you the perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;The love we share is pure and true.&lt;br /&gt;To have met you is a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day goes by and our love grows and grows;&lt;br /&gt;how deep and strong, we'd never know.&lt;br /&gt;Years from now we'll still be here&lt;br /&gt;with this lasting love, untainted and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours forever, until the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day I be your wife.&lt;br /&gt;Then our dream would be complete&lt;br /&gt;and we'd be ready to raise a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're together time moves so fast;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the power to make it last.&lt;br /&gt;But one sweet day time will stand still&lt;br /&gt;and we'll share this love we truly feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like you it's hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;Your love I treasure, it's a gift of life.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray tonight and thank the Lord&lt;br /&gt;for who you are, the love I adore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6872508106227401786?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6872508106227401786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-come-true.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6872508106227401786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6872508106227401786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-come-true.html' title='A Dream Come True'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbwPI2ePMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/i6VnL4_USVE/s72-c/54688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6859967959664226764</id><published>2009-02-02T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T05:58:23.857-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>I Will Love You Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvxtFLVtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a4eG3Gy3Hcs/s1600-h/53858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298185648841905874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvxtFLVtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a4eG3Gy3Hcs/s320/53858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you so deeply,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we touch&lt;br /&gt;I love your warm smile&lt;br /&gt;And your kind, thoughtful way,&lt;br /&gt;The joy that you bring&lt;br /&gt;To my life every day&lt;br /&gt;I love you today&lt;br /&gt;As I have from the start,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you forever&lt;br /&gt;With all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6859967959664226764?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6859967959664226764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-love-you-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6859967959664226764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6859967959664226764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-love-you-forever.html' title='I Will Love You Forever'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvxtFLVtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/a4eG3Gy3Hcs/s72-c/53858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1153836825328198161</id><published>2009-02-02T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:04:34.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>My Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvOyEnJRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2Yxj-A_eadg/s1600-h/26853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298185048886289682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvOyEnJRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2Yxj-A_eadg/s320/26853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else's,&lt;br /&gt;And I like it this way,&lt;br /&gt;So let's try to make it last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still wants you,&lt;br /&gt;But that ain't gonna happen,&lt;br /&gt;At least not while I'm around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leaves you cute little messages,&lt;br /&gt;That says she wants you back,&lt;br /&gt;She'd better watch out what she says in those messages,&lt;br /&gt;Because they don't make me sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mine,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else's,&lt;br /&gt;And I like it this way,&lt;br /&gt;We're going to make it last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're pretty much all I have,&lt;br /&gt;You're my everything,&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's going to stay this way,&lt;br /&gt;So she'd better stay back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1153836825328198161?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1153836825328198161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1153836825328198161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1153836825328198161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-everything.html' title='My Everything'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbvOyEnJRI/AAAAAAAAAlI/2Yxj-A_eadg/s72-c/26853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2945726505350214269</id><published>2009-02-02T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:02:38.987-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>THE ROAD WE TRAVELED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbu4T7K0HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/FH9SeId0LQs/s1600-h/13153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298184662836498546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbu4T7K0HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/FH9SeId0LQs/s320/13153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, would be that I could have&lt;br /&gt;All the words between us shared,&lt;br /&gt;And know that every word was mine&lt;br /&gt;To read with loving care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see again the dreams that came upon our hearts&lt;br /&gt;As we moved forward in quiet certainty;&lt;br /&gt;As we crept into each other’s heart,&lt;br /&gt;To nestle and hold through eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, would that I again hear his words&lt;br /&gt;Of Love, and Trust, and Faith&lt;br /&gt;Of how we would spend our lives&lt;br /&gt;As we move down Love’s precious path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wake each day in sunshine bright&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts to drink the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;To walk together, hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Our vows daily, again, renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look through the pages of messages sent&lt;br /&gt;Between us for months before we met&lt;br /&gt;And I still feel the longing I felt then&lt;br /&gt;For my eyes to finally upon his set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear his “I love you” in my ears&lt;br /&gt;And to see the smile upon his face,&lt;br /&gt;And to see his arms outstretched toward me,&lt;br /&gt;Toward which my heart would race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest, King of my Heart&lt;br /&gt;I vow my love to thee,&lt;br /&gt;And choose to walk with you&lt;br /&gt;Through All eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2945726505350214269?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2945726505350214269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-we-traveled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2945726505350214269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2945726505350214269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-we-traveled.html' title='THE ROAD WE TRAVELED'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYbu4T7K0HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/FH9SeId0LQs/s72-c/13153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3313048492157098153</id><published>2009-02-01T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:34:00.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>LIFE continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’d like to think that, as time goes on, I’m getting better at living life, that with each passing day, hour and minute, I learned something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a constant learning experience. We each accumulate lessons over the course of our lifetimes. We learn about how to get along in this thing called life without disappearing… how to retain a sense of humor when all hell breaks loose… how to reel in a friend who’s lost the way… how to tell who your friends really are and who aren’t… what love is really about… that the only people we can change is ourselves… which fights are worth fighting… that patience is something one learns… how to have fun and be stupid, yet still retain one’s dignity… that respect is earned, not freely given… and that laughter will get us through it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I’m old and gray (if God has it in His plan for me to get there), I’d love to say that I’ve lived my life for all it was worth. If I continue my journey the way it’s been going, I’ll get there, with heaps of great memories to keep me company (I blah blah’d this, I blah blah’d that), listed in a book that only I will get to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3313048492157098153?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3313048492157098153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-continues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3313048492157098153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3313048492157098153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-continues.html' title='LIFE continues...'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1648982186383030058</id><published>2009-02-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:34:14.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>ACT of FORGIVENESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The act of forgiveness isn’t in forgetting past hurts, but in overcoming them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain tends to leave an indelible mark on the heart… we can learn to bypass the scar, but it’ll always be around. I know that I’ve meted out my share of pain to people that were at some point in my life very dear to me, and I can only hope and pray that this grace be given to me too. I cannot expect however… I can only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness requires two things: a sincere and heartfelt recitation of contrition and apology, and time. Especially time. I’ve found that it takes me a long time in order to truly process the hurt and find myself in the right state to forgive someone. I take it to be similar with everyone else, excepting that the time factor varies from person to person. For some it takes an instant… for others, almost a full lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I can’t always excuse my own examples of less than ideal behavior… there are things that I have done that are worthy of a good old-fashioned cuss out by the wronged party… there are things I regret saying… there are things I regret doing… but I’d like to think that from those past misdeeds I’ve grown up, learned from my own mistakes and moved onward and upward. I can only hope that whoever I’ve wronged will give me the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if forgiveness never comes, that’s fine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1648982186383030058?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1648982186383030058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/act-of-forgiveness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1648982186383030058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1648982186383030058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/act-of-forgiveness.html' title='ACT of FORGIVENESS'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4310628711194789729</id><published>2009-02-01T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:28:31.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>To all of my FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWjUo7A-lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zCVMnnjrqpI/s1600-h/23721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297820111648914002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWjUo7A-lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zCVMnnjrqpI/s320/23721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Friendships are a strange thing… it’s all about opening up oneself to another human being, in love and companionship. There is a risk involved certainly, as neither person knows what the other’s getting. So, I put everyone I meet on a sort of "probationary period" where certain things are determined before I make the choice to go further: compatibility, chemistry, respect, character, trust. And even with that primary defense, I find myself getting burned by so-called friends that, I later on discover, I shouldn’t have gotten too close to in the first place. And yeah, I have no qualms about dropping people out of my life when I lose my respect for them, and when I doubt their character or intentions. Sure, there will be the "hi" and "hello" at a party or a gathering, but I won’t go out of my way for them. Once burned… hanggang diyan ka na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know that it’s in my nature to be forgiving to the point of martyrdom, where I can forgive and forgive over and over again, even after having witnessed and being stung by this other person’s character (or lack thereof), or seen how they treat other people. I’m no saint myself either, but for me there can be no true love without a measure of respect for this other person, just as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One trait that I do have is that when I do give in to a friendship, it’s at 100%. Once you have me, you have me for life, and that’s a commitment I keep. You will have my loyalty, my defense, my trust. An acquaintance will have but a part of me; a friend gets everything. Doesn’t matter if there are long periods of time where we don’t see each other… the friendship remains true and strong. I’ll always be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My circle of friends is very small, and I like it that way… the people I’ll go out of my way for to see and spend time with… be it in deep conversation over a cup of coffee or a meal… a good laugh over an item on the menu… in tears over the phone or in person… pining over lost romances and celebrating new ones… or in silence, saying absolutely nothing but speaking volumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends… thank you for your gift of friendship to me. It’s something not ever taken for granted… it’s always cared for and protected. I love you very much, and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4310628711194789729?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4310628711194789729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-all-of-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4310628711194789729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4310628711194789729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-all-of-my-friends.html' title='To all of my FRIENDS'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWjUo7A-lI/AAAAAAAAAk4/zCVMnnjrqpI/s72-c/23721.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2119440712368835721</id><published>2009-02-01T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:26:39.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWi_eskmWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/kob9D1iiUQs/s1600-h/6343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297819748126726498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWi_eskmWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/kob9D1iiUQs/s320/6343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;In an ideal world, a marriage is greater than the sum of its parts. It’s never about one or the other anymore, but of the two as a unit and a team. It’s about reaching a state of grace… it’s about unconditional love… it’s about forgiveness and patience. It’s the recognition that this is a union that a Higher Power has forged, that no one should disprespect and try to break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realistically however, it’s about two imperfect beings attempting to reach a state of divine perfection together. And in this real world, not everyone is successful. However, I believe that it’s enough to try, and try very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re all human… we’ll all have our failings and foibles… we’ll all have that moment of "I f****d up big time". But God in His perfect grace will always be ready to forgive us… hopefully, we and our partners will be willing to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and when the fight is worth fighting, it’s worth swinging and swinging hard, the figurative broken jaw and split lip notwithstanding. However, sometimes, one must also know when to hang up the gloves and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2119440712368835721?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2119440712368835721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/m-r-r-i-g-e-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2119440712368835721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2119440712368835721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/m-r-r-i-g-e-life.html' title='M-A-R-R-I-A-G-E life'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWi_eskmWI/AAAAAAAAAkw/kob9D1iiUQs/s72-c/6343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6994965647726330799</id><published>2009-02-01T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:49:37.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>A Valentine Special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWaEVG53RI/AAAAAAAAAko/MJZrGLdiULA/s1600-h/24460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297809935847513362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWaEVG53RI/AAAAAAAAAko/MJZrGLdiULA/s320/24460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;VALENTINES DAY is coming and the wind start blowing so COLD and also your heart… with nobody to hold you or even kiss you in your loneliest night…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#339999;"&gt;• Letting go of a person you’ve learned to LOVE…&lt;br /&gt;• Trying to hide what you really feel&lt;br /&gt;• Taking the risk to fall INLOVE again...&lt;br /&gt;• Loving a person too much that can never LOVE you back in return…&lt;br /&gt;• Thinking of him/her every waking and sleeping moment of your life but u know that he/she never even thinks a single thought of you…&lt;br /&gt;• Letting go coz every time you see the person, you only fall deeper&lt;br /&gt;• Falling INLOVE with some you didn’t mean to fall INLOVE with…&lt;br /&gt;• Pretending your OK but deep inside your dying&lt;br /&gt;• Looking at your LOVEONE in a faraway distance with someone else but you have no right to be HURT…&lt;br /&gt;• Letting go of someone whom who truly LOVES you and you LOVE also, coz you know you will only hurt him, for some difficult circumstances...&lt;br /&gt;• Even if u both LOVE each other, still you and him/her can never be together&lt;br /&gt;• Lying bed each night and then suddenly a tear falls in your eye, thinking of that special person you can never ever really have…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ALL THESE HURTS… and believe me... I experience all of this… someone said LOVE is PAIN and PAIN is LOVE…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And experiencing all this is not bad after all… coz I prove to myself how to LOVE truly…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6994965647726330799?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6994965647726330799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6994965647726330799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6994965647726330799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-special.html' title='A Valentine Special'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWaEVG53RI/AAAAAAAAAko/MJZrGLdiULA/s72-c/24460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2755819634627405828</id><published>2009-02-01T04:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:31:46.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>Wish For the Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWVbyiWxpI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nu1qYtAublA/s1600-h/ks156133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297804841326134930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWVbyiWxpI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nu1qYtAublA/s320/ks156133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Throughout the day,&lt;br /&gt;may there be&lt;br /&gt;joy in every hour&lt;br /&gt;of your journey...&lt;br /&gt;happiness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and laughter in your voice...&lt;br /&gt;contentment that reaches down&lt;br /&gt;to the very depths of your soul...&lt;br /&gt;peace in your mind&lt;br /&gt;and love in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWVGgV8XGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ewf1nFkkC-U/s1600-h/butterflyline082002g.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297804475664981090" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWVGgV8XGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ewf1nFkkC-U/s320/butterflyline082002g.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;May today be one of those&lt;br /&gt;rare and beautiful times&lt;br /&gt;you'll always remember fondly...&lt;br /&gt;a time when hope is restored&lt;br /&gt;and dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s1600-h/butterflyline082002g.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And may you take comfort&lt;br /&gt;in knowing that I'm here,&lt;br /&gt;and I care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s1600-h/butterflyline082002g.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297803934325983554" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s320/butterflyline082002g.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s1600-h/butterflyline082002g.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297803934325983554" style="WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s320/butterflyline082002g.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWUm_sqyUI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/k5LhOc0AYu8/s1600-h/butterflyline082002g.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2755819634627405828?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2755819634627405828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/wish-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2755819634627405828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2755819634627405828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/wish-for-day.html' title='Wish For the Day...'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWVbyiWxpI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Nu1qYtAublA/s72-c/ks156133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4186868050630076082</id><published>2009-02-01T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:09:58.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love quotes'/><title type='text'>TRUE LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWRCpOz_DI/AAAAAAAAAkI/HS7Q-7fxtkQ/s1600-h/55279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297800011285003314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWRCpOz_DI/AAAAAAAAAkI/HS7Q-7fxtkQ/s320/55279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;011. "True love takes courage because you put your heart in a perfect position to get torn into a million pieces."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. "I may not be what you want, but I promise to try every minute to be what you need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. "Everyone wants to be the sun that lights up your life, but I'd rather be your moon, so I can shine on you during your darkest hour."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. "You may still remember your First Love, but you will never forget your True Love - the Love of your lifetime ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. "It is only an instant in time, when you look into there eyes and everything finally makes sense. That is love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. "We’re all a little weird and life's a little weird, but if we can find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. "When asked where's heaven, I pointed at you and said "in his arms." So, when you wonder why I always say I would love to die in your arms, it's because I know I'll end up in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. "If I had only one wish for you, my love, it would be for you to someday be able to love someone as much as I have always loved you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. "True love is the strongest emotion that cannot be broken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. "True love can only be experienced when both partners love each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-love-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRUE LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4186868050630076082?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4186868050630076082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-love-quotes-collection-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4186868050630076082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4186868050630076082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/true-love-quotes-collection-2.html' title='TRUE LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 2'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWRCpOz_DI/AAAAAAAAAkI/HS7Q-7fxtkQ/s72-c/55279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7045272710373515393</id><published>2009-02-01T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:58:07.004-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>At This Point In Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWONSmgv8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dnHtRvfFWfA/s1600-h/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297796895654068162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWONSmgv8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dnHtRvfFWfA/s320/daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;At this point in time...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to smile,&lt;br /&gt;And know everything will be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to cry my sorrow filled tears,&lt;br /&gt;And try not to fight,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to love with all my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And not worry about the consequences,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep as much as I want,&lt;br /&gt;And day dream whenever I find a moment,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to thank god for everything in my life,&lt;br /&gt;And not worry about the things I haven't yet grasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time,&lt;br /&gt;I really am blessed,&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful and greatful for all the good and bad,&lt;br /&gt;I will calm my mind and look into my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And know no matter what happens from here on in,&lt;br /&gt;Know that love will get me through,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the future may hold for me,&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer have regrets,&lt;br /&gt;I will follow my heart and know it's for the best.&lt;br /&gt;If only at this point in time,&lt;br /&gt;I feel at peace with the world,&lt;br /&gt;Then let it be.&lt;br /&gt;I will not fight, I will not cry,&lt;br /&gt;I will not even utter a sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I know instinctively that you are there,&lt;br /&gt;And I know you think of me and that you do really care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7045272710373515393?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7045272710373515393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-this-point-in-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7045272710373515393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7045272710373515393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-this-point-in-time.html' title='At This Point In Time...'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWONSmgv8I/AAAAAAAAAkA/dnHtRvfFWfA/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5339789486833969223</id><published>2009-02-01T03:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:53:59.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>For Special Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWNMcn75sI/AAAAAAAAAj4/JNCV3FuSF3A/s1600-h/dahlia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795781652899522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWNMcn75sI/AAAAAAAAAj4/JNCV3FuSF3A/s320/dahlia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;A friend who is fun&lt;br /&gt;Special and warm hearted,&lt;br /&gt;Extra special and amazing&lt;br /&gt;Super sensational&lt;br /&gt;With every memory&lt;br /&gt;We shared through the years&lt;br /&gt;With every laugh we laugh&lt;br /&gt;And every tear we share&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I have a friend like you&lt;br /&gt;When one smile stops&lt;br /&gt;A new one appears.&lt;br /&gt;You someone who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to laugh with&lt;br /&gt;And share things with&lt;br /&gt;Someone I can count on&lt;br /&gt;Someone to help me out&lt;br /&gt;Back me up&lt;br /&gt;And never let me down.&lt;br /&gt;For that special person you are&lt;br /&gt;For all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;You been wise&lt;br /&gt;When I refuse to listen&lt;br /&gt;You been strong&lt;br /&gt;When I felt weak&lt;br /&gt;You were there to strengthen me.&lt;br /&gt;Want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;You’re a great friend&lt;br /&gt;And for whom you are&lt;br /&gt;You’re my special friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5339789486833969223?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5339789486833969223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-special-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5339789486833969223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5339789486833969223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-special-friend.html' title='For Special Friend'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWNMcn75sI/AAAAAAAAAj4/JNCV3FuSF3A/s72-c/dahlia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-812186974949264791</id><published>2009-02-01T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:51:09.673-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>Friends For Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMnNN1BTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/dtXhhiN91yk/s1600-h/pic003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297795141861705010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMnNN1BTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/dtXhhiN91yk/s320/pic003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You and I are not the same,&lt;br /&gt;Nor will we ever be...&lt;br /&gt;But we have a common thread,&lt;br /&gt;That attaches you to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A golden thread that's spun so fine,&lt;br /&gt;With so much love and care,&lt;br /&gt;A thread of gold, for us to hold,&lt;br /&gt;That only best friends can share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A common bond within our hearts,&lt;br /&gt;Love that's rare, a special find.&lt;br /&gt;An ability to feel and see,&lt;br /&gt;Within the heart so blind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So know my friend I'll be with you,&lt;br /&gt;And you shall be with me.&lt;br /&gt;A lasting friendship, full of joy,&lt;br /&gt;For all eternity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-812186974949264791?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/812186974949264791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-for-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/812186974949264791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/812186974949264791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-for-life.html' title='Friends For Life'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMnNN1BTI/AAAAAAAAAjw/dtXhhiN91yk/s72-c/pic003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6283216088186074840</id><published>2009-02-01T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:48:49.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>Silence Isn't Golden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMDqcV_sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/c2YSEXOBB6g/s1600-h/pic001.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297794531231923906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMDqcV_sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/c2YSEXOBB6g/s320/pic001.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Silence Isn't Golden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you yesterday&lt;br /&gt;but you wouldn't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;this is a slow death to my heart&lt;br /&gt;it's killing me can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the time we've known each other&lt;br /&gt;you've became a habit to my heart&lt;br /&gt;to take yourself away now&lt;br /&gt;is ripping me apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else&lt;br /&gt;you're constantly on my mind&lt;br /&gt;thinking of all the love we have&lt;br /&gt;that has collected over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you turn away from me&lt;br /&gt;refusing to look my way&lt;br /&gt;my mind shuts down completely&lt;br /&gt;not knowing night from day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence isn't golden&lt;br /&gt;although some may think so&lt;br /&gt;my heart wants to talk with yours&lt;br /&gt;but you keep telling it no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at your pictures&lt;br /&gt;tears running down my face&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you Amer&lt;br /&gt;and no other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep at night&lt;br /&gt;with you always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;but with you not talking to me&lt;br /&gt;I'm quickly coming apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man ever captured my heart&lt;br /&gt;with such loving words you used&lt;br /&gt;but now you won't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;and its feeling abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;please don't return&lt;br /&gt;just throw it in the fires of hell&lt;br /&gt;and watch it burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light in my heart grows dim&lt;br /&gt;where it so brightly shone&lt;br /&gt;you're not speaking to me&lt;br /&gt;is our love already gone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6283216088186074840?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6283216088186074840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/silence-isnt-golden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6283216088186074840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6283216088186074840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/silence-isnt-golden.html' title='Silence Isn&apos;t Golden'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWMDqcV_sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/c2YSEXOBB6g/s72-c/pic001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1854975070871220796</id><published>2009-02-01T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:44:49.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>It's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWLH7x8A-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/85mdbDF0Ypk/s1600-h/pic004.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297793505093747682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWLH7x8A-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/85mdbDF0Ypk/s320/pic004.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A tear rolled down her face as I started to leave&lt;br /&gt;She said baby don't do this I'm begging you please&lt;br /&gt;I said I'm leaving I can't live this way&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you cry I don't what you say&lt;br /&gt;Your not going to change how I feel about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm done were over this time were through&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not coming back in a couple of days&lt;br /&gt;Just because you call me saying you'll change&lt;br /&gt;It's not going to work I found someone new&lt;br /&gt;And I keep giving her up to come back to you&lt;br /&gt;She does not deserve this she's done nothing wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's with her where I want to be and where I belong&lt;br /&gt;I can't let her go I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I can't sit here with you with her on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to be mean but you've got to realize&lt;br /&gt;Nothings going to stop me I'm saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be with you this time I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you anymore I fell in love with her&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be with her no matter what you do&lt;br /&gt;So give up let go there's no more me and you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1854975070871220796?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1854975070871220796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1854975070871220796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1854975070871220796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWLH7x8A-I/AAAAAAAAAjg/85mdbDF0Ypk/s72-c/pic004.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2220670760260502106</id><published>2009-02-01T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:41:34.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Don't Chase Those Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWKQxDrJfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XcaUCasbW9s/s1600-h/pic019.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297792557322544626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWKQxDrJfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XcaUCasbW9s/s320/pic019.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The butterflies in my stomach dance a sweet waltz because of you.&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel like a sweet young girl in love, that is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I ever want them to so disappear?&lt;br /&gt;The illusion of fantasy is far greater without any tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a young wrapped up soul.&lt;br /&gt;My age should prove my maturity is bold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take me on sweet journeys in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Places I have never been, seeking beauty to never find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel my dreams are important so.&lt;br /&gt;If for an instance beauty in myself glows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending me poetry, within their wondrous lines.&lt;br /&gt;Telling me of kisses that are sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arms wrapped around me on that garden swing.&lt;br /&gt;The voice so sweet next to my ear melodically sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't take away the dreams of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel their emotional toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't chase those butterflies at play.&lt;br /&gt;I love that feeling wanting them to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides what is a few butterflies between friends.&lt;br /&gt;Let them dance a sweet waltz until their bitter end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really do never last forever.&lt;br /&gt;So let me keep them as our sweet treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2220670760260502106?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2220670760260502106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-chase-those-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2220670760260502106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2220670760260502106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-chase-those-butterflies.html' title='Don&apos;t Chase Those Butterflies'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYWKQxDrJfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XcaUCasbW9s/s72-c/pic019.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8962333032372503398</id><published>2009-02-01T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:49:48.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>FALLING OUT OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYVh5lWg3wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wR4ufTyj6P4/s1600-h/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297748178578235138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYVh5lWg3wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wR4ufTyj6P4/s320/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When the passion fades away from a relationship some people mistakenly think that they have fell out of love and this happens because of the false ideas that the media fed those people with about love. Healthy relationships are the ones who move on from the passionate stage to the compassionate stage where the main pillars holding the relationship becomes intimacy and respect instead of passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you feel that you are falling out of love because of the loss of passion then you must educate yourself about the truth of healthy relationships instead of comparing what is happening to you to a romantic movie you saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why do people Fall out of love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people do fall out of love without knowing the reason then end up feeling guilty for the one they have to dump. Falling out of love can happen because of many reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If a man fall out of love, he has no time to spend with you, alibi to have overtime work, always busy…He is so tired and don't feel like going out with you. Your words are not important to him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8962333032372503398?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8962333032372503398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/falling-out-of-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8962333032372503398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8962333032372503398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/02/falling-out-of-love.html' title='FALLING OUT OF LOVE'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYVh5lWg3wI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wR4ufTyj6P4/s72-c/366227407_dbb64b8135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8469762943420075402</id><published>2009-01-30T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:28:46.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>Thank you Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMOemvz4VI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OYZLfhnRsbc/s1600-h/sorry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297093505677779282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMOemvz4VI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OYZLfhnRsbc/s320/sorry1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have taught me how to fight for what I want&lt;br /&gt;Not to watch it just slip right through my hands&lt;br /&gt;You showed me how it felt to be in love&lt;br /&gt;And not have to answer to anyone’s demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like I was the only girl&lt;br /&gt;That meant anything to you&lt;br /&gt;You made my heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes even two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to face my fears&lt;br /&gt;And encouraged strength when I was weak&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to open up and trust others&lt;br /&gt;When my vision was so bleak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You helped me up&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I had fallen down&lt;br /&gt;You would always make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;No matter how big the frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank you&lt;br /&gt;for doing the best that you can&lt;br /&gt;but most of all I wanted to thank you&lt;br /&gt;for helping me discover who I really am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby.. ilove you!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8469762943420075402?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8469762943420075402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8469762943420075402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8469762943420075402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/thank-you-baby.html' title='Thank you Baby'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMOemvz4VI/AAAAAAAAAi4/OYZLfhnRsbc/s72-c/sorry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8392389484852764753</id><published>2009-01-30T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:26:09.479-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>If I could Dream at night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMN9te5LuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5nYvaMe1aVU/s1600-h/14228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297092940550188770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMN9te5LuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5nYvaMe1aVU/s320/14228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;If I could dream at night&lt;br /&gt;and if those dreams came true&lt;br /&gt;i would force myself to sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;so i could dream of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If wishes were given to lonely guys,&lt;br /&gt;and if i were given just two&lt;br /&gt;i would wish that you would always love me&lt;br /&gt;the other i would give to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if my tears could write love songs&lt;br /&gt;Before my tears were through&lt;br /&gt;you would know just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;and how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dreams are for dreamers&lt;br /&gt;and wishes seldom come true&lt;br /&gt;my tears do not write love songs&lt;br /&gt;but when they fall….they fall for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you! ur so near yet so far.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8392389484852764753?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8392389484852764753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-could-dream-at-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8392389484852764753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8392389484852764753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-i-could-dream-at-night.html' title='If I could Dream at night'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYMN9te5LuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/5nYvaMe1aVU/s72-c/14228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1136220088811781006</id><published>2009-01-30T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:26:09.285-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>Break-Ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLHqhpeI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/IcoPwgFyOLU/s1600-h/pic011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297015645141869442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLHqhpeI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/IcoPwgFyOLU/s320/pic011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our lips said goodbye and our hearts say no&lt;br /&gt;We tried everything we can just to let each other go&lt;br /&gt;But we always fail and come back together again&lt;br /&gt;Over and over, until we live to our own vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until when we can survive of breaking our hearts&lt;br /&gt;If we know to ourselves that, we're going to be apart&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to be living in to this love with biggest fear&lt;br /&gt;Of leaving each other and be drown in our own tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we cant just forget our love fast and easy&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need to play happy now and be silly&lt;br /&gt;We're just wasting our time and hurt in the end&lt;br /&gt;Keep on breaking our hearts until no one can mend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to forget you now and stop hoping for you&lt;br /&gt;That soon you will realize that you can't leave me too&lt;br /&gt;But I am the biggest liar , no matter how I tried to go&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day I will always be looking for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1136220088811781006?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1136220088811781006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-ups.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1136220088811781006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1136220088811781006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-ups.html' title='Break-Ups'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLHqhpeI4I/AAAAAAAAAio/IcoPwgFyOLU/s72-c/pic011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8608572083177914982</id><published>2009-01-30T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:23:07.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLG7DpCrVI/AAAAAAAAAig/QJvWKVzWsdk/s1600-h/pic020.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297014829633154386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLG7DpCrVI/AAAAAAAAAig/QJvWKVzWsdk/s320/pic020.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So hard to say it&lt;br /&gt;unable to type&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;made my fingers paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;Not to make it hard on you&lt;br /&gt;Not to make you suffer&lt;br /&gt;like I do&lt;br /&gt;I smiled with tears in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sent you a flower&lt;br /&gt;to stay with you never die&lt;br /&gt;I walked away thinking&lt;br /&gt;we are still friends&lt;br /&gt;But this feeling didn't seem right&lt;br /&gt;Something did really&lt;br /&gt;hurt..deep..so deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Tears dropped so hard&lt;br /&gt;not from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tears looked so red&lt;br /&gt;from my heart I realized&lt;br /&gt;Try to forget my pains. Go!&lt;br /&gt;Fly away never look back&lt;br /&gt;Keep flying don't stop..&lt;br /&gt;you found your way..&lt;br /&gt;How can I fly?&lt;br /&gt;You were my wings&lt;br /&gt;How can I cry?&lt;br /&gt;My tears dried up&lt;br /&gt;When you took away with you&lt;br /&gt;my feelings..&lt;br /&gt;Yet..Life goes on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8608572083177914982?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8608572083177914982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8608572083177914982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8608572083177914982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodbye.html' title='Goodbye'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLG7DpCrVI/AAAAAAAAAig/QJvWKVzWsdk/s72-c/pic020.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6209002559402081092</id><published>2009-01-30T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:12:37.019-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><title type='text'>LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLEbWe1vuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/k5JXOs2Ve4s/s1600-h/first+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297012085911568098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLEbWe1vuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/k5JXOs2Ve4s/s320/first+love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;051. "The things that people in love do to each other they remember, and if they stay together it's not because they forget, it's because they forgive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;052. "If ever you think of me out of the blue, just remember it's all the kisses I've blown in the air finally catching up with you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;053. "When I look into his eyes, it seems all the problems in the world go away and I'm floating in mid-air."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;054. 'When I see you, the world stops as if the only purpose in life was for me to please you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;055. "In my thoughts of you there is an underlying love that is present in every word, every glimpse I hope you feel it as I do, for it is what I am and ever I will be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;056. "Being in love is what makes working all week bearable. It makes cruising with your windows rolled down feel like you're riding in a convertible. It makes you dance to the rythm of the copy machine and makes Friday night really feel like THE WEEKEND."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. "When you're in love with someone it inspires you and gives you hope. You have faith that even if you can't be with them on earth, that if God wills, you will be with them one day in heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. "Before I sleep and after I wake up and all the hours in between ... you occupy my mind. So, practically every moment of the day you are in my thoughts. I miss you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;059. "It's not just a physical attraction, I love him for every single thing he is. Every word he says, every step he takes. This is something that will never die. I have tried to stay reasonable with this, but I just can't anymore. I just can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;060. "I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6209002559402081092?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6209002559402081092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6209002559402081092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6209002559402081092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-6.html' title='LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 6'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYLEbWe1vuI/AAAAAAAAAiY/k5JXOs2Ve4s/s72-c/first+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1192975301232977630</id><published>2009-01-29T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:14:08.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;People come into our lives and only God knows why.. some people bring happiness, joy, smiles even “heaven”.. some people bring sadness, mess, complication, hurt, sadness, tears and worst depression.. but whatever these people brings, its all about decision making.. deciding whether you’ll let them get into your nerves and let them rule your world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have always dream of having a partner in our life.. someone who knows us more than anyone else, like our favorite shampoo, the brand of toothpaste that we love, the brands of sanitary napkins or deodorant that we use..simple things that connects us that nothing or no one could give.. the satisfaction that someone in this world would fight for us no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a choice, who would ever choose such exquisite pain? a quote from Anna and the King..very well said..and the answer?.. evrybody chose to feel that exquisite pain.. why?.. because thats what we pay for loving..to give our time without asking why, to compromise without complains, to give without expecting something in return.. to give everything even if we are hurting, to sacrifice for the sake for that special someone..profound,complex, difficult to fathom yet everbody wants to be in love… the complixity of it makes falling in love challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all these experiences, the hurt and pain.. tears and puffy eyes, in the long run we should be thankful that we have experienced it.. because whether you like it or not you have learned something from that sadness.. happiness maybe short lived but for sure when you are all alone something in that relationship would make you smile and deep in your heart you knew that there was no regret.. because you knew deep within you that once in your life you have been true to yourself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1192975301232977630?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1192975301232977630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1192975301232977630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1192975301232977630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7587321795113259210</id><published>2009-01-29T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:52:40.703-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship quotes'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGkw9TAIAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/7WSNPN5GVVg/s1600-h/46586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296695797759352834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGkw9TAIAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/7WSNPN5GVVg/s320/46586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;011. "A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. "Good friends are those who talk to you all the time, not just when they need you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. "If you are too scared of what is ahead and too frightened of what is behind you, look beside you because you know I will always be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. Because of you I laughed a little harder, cried a little less and smiled a lot for no special reason. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. "A friend is someone who loves you for who you are, not who they want you to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. "A friend is someone who helps us know that it is just a turn - not the end of the road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. "The friend of my adversity I shall always cherish most. I can better trust those who helped to relieve the gloom of my dark hours than those who are so ready to enjoy with me the sunshine of my prosperity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. Though my words are few; my heart is true. Friends I can make new, but none are as sweet as you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. True friends are like diamonds: precious and rare. False friends are like autumn leaves: found everywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. "Two people can just be friends, but at one point or another, one of them will fall for the other. Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. "A friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but a best friend is the one who pulls out the knife and cleans up the wound."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. "Friendship is like water that quenches the soul whenever the soul is dry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. "The best discovery true friends can make is growing up without growing apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. "No regrets for goodbyes, for true friends are destined to meet again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. "More beautiful than all the flowers that bloom is the heart of a loving friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE ALSO  &lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7587321795113259210?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7587321795113259210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7587321795113259210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7587321795113259210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-2.html' title='FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 2'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGkw9TAIAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/7WSNPN5GVVg/s72-c/46586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8465235636776038915</id><published>2009-01-29T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:17:53.639-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>A SPECIAL FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGa0TB_9kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qhg4KeF53tk/s1600-h/44122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296684860016948802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGa0TB_9kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qhg4KeF53tk/s320/44122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I’m thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;A friend who is fun&lt;br /&gt;Special and warm hearted,&lt;br /&gt;Extra special and amazing&lt;br /&gt;Super sensational&lt;br /&gt;With every memory&lt;br /&gt;We shared through the years&lt;br /&gt;With every laugh we laugh&lt;br /&gt;And every tear we share&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I have a friend like you&lt;br /&gt;When one smile stops&lt;br /&gt;A new one appears.&lt;br /&gt;You someone who cares for me&lt;br /&gt;Someone to laugh with&lt;br /&gt;And share things with&lt;br /&gt;Someone I can count on&lt;br /&gt;Someone to help me out&lt;br /&gt;Back me up&lt;br /&gt;And never let me down.&lt;br /&gt;For that special person you are&lt;br /&gt;For all the things you do&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been loving and caring&lt;br /&gt;You been wise&lt;br /&gt;When I refuse to listen&lt;br /&gt;You been strong&lt;br /&gt;When I felt weak&lt;br /&gt;You were there to strengthen me.&lt;br /&gt;Want to say thank you&lt;br /&gt;You’re a great friend&lt;br /&gt;And for whom you are&lt;br /&gt;You’re my special friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8465235636776038915?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8465235636776038915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8465235636776038915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8465235636776038915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/special-friend.html' title='A SPECIAL FRIEND'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGa0TB_9kI/AAAAAAAAAhg/qhg4KeF53tk/s72-c/44122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5100611690804491200</id><published>2009-01-29T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:59:08.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>LIPS OF AN ANGEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGZ46wb1FI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AWYviT_Oj0s/s1600-h/46586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296683839888544850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGZ46wb1FI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AWYviT_Oj0s/s320/46586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You have the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;The eyes of the stars above&lt;br /&gt;You’re the greatest thing breathing&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing I know&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason tears aren’t shed&lt;br /&gt;You’re the reason for my smile&lt;br /&gt;Desperate for no change&lt;br /&gt;If something changes I’m back to where I started&lt;br /&gt;Starting next to nothing&lt;br /&gt;Please keep me moving&lt;br /&gt;Please stay with me&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I have left&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me now&lt;br /&gt;Ready to live the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Together as one&lt;br /&gt;We met for this reason&lt;br /&gt;This reason to love each other&lt;br /&gt;This reason to be together&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't keep my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;With nothing left to prove&lt;br /&gt;Proving nothing but my love for you&lt;br /&gt;My love which is true&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes will be done&lt;br /&gt;To keep you smiling&lt;br /&gt;To keep you mine&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t even know&lt;br /&gt;That I would eventually love you&lt;br /&gt;But loving you is what I do best&lt;br /&gt;Faith and trust is keeping us together&lt;br /&gt;Will bring us closer&lt;br /&gt;Grab my hand&lt;br /&gt;It will never lead you wrong&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumps with blood&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumps your love&lt;br /&gt;You can't find better then me&lt;br /&gt;Noone will love you better&lt;br /&gt;Noone will miss you more&lt;br /&gt;I know what it feels like to miss you&lt;br /&gt;I think you should know&lt;br /&gt;I will never miss you again&lt;br /&gt;You’re here with me for good&lt;br /&gt;With nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;I can sit here and count the stars above&lt;br /&gt;With every star being a small part of my love&lt;br /&gt;Not one star loves anyone else&lt;br /&gt;When you were away&lt;br /&gt;I would fake a smile&lt;br /&gt;Fake a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Just so you couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;How much I hurt without you&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you were away&lt;br /&gt;You're all I think about at day&lt;br /&gt;You're all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;I wished upon a star for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;And that wish came true&lt;br /&gt;Being with you is everything I have lived for&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5100611690804491200?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5100611690804491200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/lips-of-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5100611690804491200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5100611690804491200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/lips-of-angel.html' title='LIPS OF AN ANGEL'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGZ46wb1FI/AAAAAAAAAhY/AWYviT_Oj0s/s72-c/46586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4097356030259800479</id><published>2009-01-29T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:12:11.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>MY COMPUTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGdAu3R27I/AAAAAAAAAiA/tJ60-NoW1jc/s1600-h/Computer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296687272669862834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGdAu3R27I/AAAAAAAAAiA/tJ60-NoW1jc/s320/Computer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;"&gt;My poor computers on the blink&lt;br /&gt;Gonna need a new one soon I think&lt;br /&gt;The harddrives driving me insane&lt;br /&gt;No sooner up it's down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't find this it can't find that&lt;br /&gt;It scares the hell out of the cat&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll bash it with a bat&lt;br /&gt;But I love my computer, can't do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll try a reinstall&lt;br /&gt;Might save some money,after all&lt;br /&gt;Nice new harddrive will do the trick&lt;br /&gt;Make my computer nice and quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new mouse would help a lot&lt;br /&gt;with three button's, I'll call it spot&lt;br /&gt;Could do with a mouse mat to I think&lt;br /&gt;don't like the one I got it's pink&lt;br /&gt;with all this it should run better&lt;br /&gt;It better had, If it knows better !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4097356030259800479?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGdAu3R27I/AAAAAAAAAiA/tJ60-NoW1jc/s72-c/Computer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7748350660348658696</id><published>2009-01-29T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:43:46.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><title type='text'>TEACHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGWXgnQzzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j_69nfgGFmQ/s1600-h/valbg22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296679967400185650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGWXgnQzzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j_69nfgGFmQ/s320/valbg22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;A Classroom is a Magical Place&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;There’s a Smile on Each Child's Face&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Creative Energy is Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;There’s a Catalyst who Genuinely Cares&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Desire and Wonder is Awakened&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;The Educational Agenda is Shaken&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Self-Management Skills are Modeled&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;The Best of Reality is Bottled&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;Gifts and Talents are Refined&lt;br /&gt;In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher&lt;br /&gt;The Willed Future is Designed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7748350660348658696?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7748350660348658696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/teacher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7748350660348658696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7748350660348658696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/teacher.html' title='TEACHER'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGWXgnQzzI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/j_69nfgGFmQ/s72-c/valbg22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5048391321286985237</id><published>2009-01-29T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:38:10.885-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGU_dW32UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uF_H107vQas/s1600-h/pic008.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296678454697646402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGU_dW32UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uF_H107vQas/s320/pic008.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a lot of friends&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know which one i can trust&lt;br /&gt;all of them help me change my life&lt;br /&gt;and what am i believing for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always say i'm their best friend&lt;br /&gt;but then, treat me like a trash&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if it's right to believe&lt;br /&gt;on their lies that friends are forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish they could know how i feel&lt;br /&gt;and they would not act fake, but real&lt;br /&gt;coz they always say i'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;every time i correct their mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to know what best friend really means&lt;br /&gt;is it someone whom you're always with?&lt;br /&gt;or someone who can understand?&lt;br /&gt;and maybe the one who brings out the best in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always ask myself whom i should treat my best friend&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was a lost friend that i already met&lt;br /&gt;coz she's the one i'm always thinking&lt;br /&gt;she's never been out on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not till i met you&lt;br /&gt;coz you gave me reason to stop believing&lt;br /&gt;that i will find a friend&lt;br /&gt;whom i waited for so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i already found the person&lt;br /&gt;who will change the life i'm living now&lt;br /&gt;she's not perfect and good as i expected&lt;br /&gt;but she can teach me to live in reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know you that much&lt;br /&gt;but i can prove that you're the one i'm looking for&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one who make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;a feeling that surely, no one can ever give me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good in words&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how to show what i really feel&lt;br /&gt;but hoping you to know how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;even without such words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know we just met, but i feel so close to you&lt;br /&gt;i know we just met, but i hope you're in my life to stay&lt;br /&gt;coz the more i get to know you, i more i know myself&lt;br /&gt;and whenever i see you, i makes me want to smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought my world was coming to an end&lt;br /&gt;i had forgotten how to smile, how to laugh, and how to be me&lt;br /&gt;but then, i found you and taught me to bring back happiness&lt;br /&gt;so don't forget me, for i will not forget you till the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm happy with this friend i've found&lt;br /&gt;i have no doubt about how i feel&lt;br /&gt;many problems will continue to come&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not afraid coz you're there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the one i need to trust&lt;br /&gt;coz i know you're someone who will never let me down&lt;br /&gt;and someone who will guard my deepest secret&lt;br /&gt;and no one can ever replace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i find i can't make it,&lt;br /&gt;you give me your wisdom and help me to try&lt;br /&gt;you give me strength to do things i'm afraid of&lt;br /&gt;just to overcome my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was silent, you spoke&lt;br /&gt;when i was alone, you always come with me and comfort me&lt;br /&gt;when i need someone to talk to, you're always been there&lt;br /&gt;i've never been as like this with anyone as i have been with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else do i need to find&lt;br /&gt;if the person i was searching is already at my side&lt;br /&gt;so, when someone ask me who you are, a can say that,&lt;br /&gt;"YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND", coz you're simply the best &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5048391321286985237?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5048391321286985237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-my-best-friend-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5048391321286985237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5048391321286985237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-my-best-friend-poem.html' title='YOU&apos;RE MY BEST FRIEND POEM'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYGU_dW32UI/AAAAAAAAAhA/uF_H107vQas/s72-c/pic008.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4597034688328507339</id><published>2009-01-28T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:40:49.686-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>Hard Time of Making Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Many of us have a hard time making decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We fear that if we choose the wrong partner, then we’ll be stuck in an unhappy relationship. Or, if we make the wrong financial decision, we’ll make a bad investment. Yet, there are no wrong decisions. Perhaps we could, at times, make different choices regarding our relationships, personal pursuits, careers, or the right color of paint we should buy for our bedroom. Yet, regardless of the outcome, we always gain valuable experience or insights from any choice we make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a decision is always better than making no decision at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;At least we had the courage to decide, take a chance, and make a move in a particular direction. We can’t take action unless we make a decision first. And, a decision is never wrong because we always gain something from it - whether we get what we thought we intended or learn a valuable lesson. Sometimes, we need to follow through on a decision to realize that we don’t really want what we thought we did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;For instance, maybe you always wanted to live in a big city, so you leave family, friends, and a secure job in a small town to move across the country. However, once you get there, you find out that you don’t really like city life. You never could have known that unless you tried it. So, you move back home, all the more appreciative of small town living. Rather than constantly wondering what else is out there, you are now able to fully embrace your surroundings and the direction your life there is taking. Your decision to move to the city did work out - just not in the way that you envisioned. While our decisions may not always lead us to what we thought we wanted, we always end up with what will ultimately make us happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being able to make decisions is one of life’s privileges. Exercise your right to&lt;br /&gt;fearlessly decide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4597034688328507339?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4597034688328507339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/hard-time-of-making-decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4597034688328507339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4597034688328507339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/hard-time-of-making-decisions.html' title='Hard Time of Making Decisions'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5184538795993745799</id><published>2009-01-28T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:25:06.392-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><title type='text'>The reason for the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBOmk0SvkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Hdm6NVaIvCA/s1600-h/7769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296319586412707394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBOmk0SvkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Hdm6NVaIvCA/s320/7769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;If it’s not yet obvious to you, the real reason for this season is you. A more perfect child of the Universe has never lived. Until now, only a celebration cloaked in myth and mystery could hint at your sublime heritage and divine destiny. You are life’s prayer of becoming, and its answer. The first light at the dawn of eternity, drawn from the ether, so that the Universe might know its depths, discover its heights, and frolic in endless seas of blessed emotion.&lt;br /&gt;A pioneer into illusion, an adventurer into the unknown, and a lifter of veils. Courageous, heroic and exalted by billions in the unseen.&lt;br /&gt;To give beyond reason. To care beyond hope. To love without limit. To reach, stretch, and dream, in spite of your fears. These are the hallmarks of divinity - traits of the immortal - your badges of honor. Wear them with a pride as great as the unspeakable pride we feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;Your light has illuminated darkened paths, your gaze has lifted broken spirits, and already your life has changed the destiny of all who will ever follow.&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of year we celebrate YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5184538795993745799?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5184538795993745799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/reason-for-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5184538795993745799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5184538795993745799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/reason-for-season.html' title='The reason for the Season'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBOmk0SvkI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/Hdm6NVaIvCA/s72-c/7769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2107176459444112864</id><published>2009-01-28T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:19:57.198-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love poem'/><title type='text'>I will always love you poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBNRrczoBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Sho17SMU6W0/s1600-h/hrtrose22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296318127904366610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBNRrczoBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Sho17SMU6W0/s320/hrtrose22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I told you there have been no mistakes…&lt;br /&gt;…that I understand every decision you’ve ever made,&lt;br /&gt;and that the challenges you’ve faced,&lt;br /&gt;you’ve faced for everyone, would you listen?&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that what you dream of,&lt;br /&gt;I dream of for you,&lt;br /&gt;that the only things "meant to be" are what you decide upon,&lt;br /&gt;and that all that stands&lt;br /&gt;between you and the life of your dreams&lt;br /&gt;are the thoughts you choose to think,&lt;br /&gt;would you try to understand?&lt;br /&gt;And if I told you that you are never alone,&lt;br /&gt;that there are angels who sing your name in praise,&lt;br /&gt;and that I couldn’t possibly be any more proud of you than I already am,&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I pulled your leg,&lt;br /&gt;made you blush,&lt;br /&gt;and winked between the lines?&lt;br /&gt;Then I shall… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2107176459444112864?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2107176459444112864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-always-love-you-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2107176459444112864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2107176459444112864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-always-love-you-poem.html' title='I will always love you poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBNRrczoBI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Sho17SMU6W0/s72-c/hrtrose22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5911285854515660300</id><published>2009-01-28T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:52:48.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><title type='text'>STRIVE TO BE HAPPY (LOVELINES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBG5-gbGkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/lwy3x563rWU/s1600-h/46723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296311123633183298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBG5-gbGkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/lwy3x563rWU/s320/46723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love is one of the questions we have always attempted to answer in more than one way. This only shows that it is quite impossible to grasp and comprehend the totality of its being. But we try, don’t we? We try to find out by loving and being loved. We try and find out by getting hurt when we enter a relationship. When you commit yourself to someone, you must bear in mind that you are also sharing a part of yourself to a stranger, who by mere chance or destined fate you happened to like and love. In doing so, you take a risk, a great risk. He is different, that is why you should not expect him to be like you; posses the same thoughts to win the same emotions; you love him because he is he not because he is you. In doing so, you must accept him, his totality as a person. Growth is brought by your indifference in which, one way or another cultivates your relationship. It is also important to remember that trust is the vital element in any relationship. Unconditional trust……..No If’s….No But’s…! When you love, love honestly and then you must be willing to sacrifice. There are times when you hurt go deep, when pain is almost unbearable, when you are about to give up so easily. It is being there, when all have gone, when there is very little strength left, when it is too much to stand. is trusting, loving is letting be. There is really no difference between “AS A MATTER OF FACT” and the romantic way. You might just be indifferent phase of understanding, which may be to cause misinterpretation. If he says he is honest with you, then don’t kill yourself by saying he is not. How do you know? His past experience is not enough to doubt him. If he can offer you the “AS A MATTER OF FACT” then accept it and you can love him in romantic way then do so. Please do not measure the exchange. Just be honest with each other and have an open channel of communication constantly, where there is a free sharing of ideas, NO IF’S…. NO BUT’S…..! Just love. Nobody promises you a rose garden, but you are a promise. Give the best of your life! Love and get hurt….get hurt and learn….learn and love again. It’s just a cycle. Experience that you are in a circle. I hope I make sense of whatever thoughts I shared with you. You see I know because I’m INLOVE too… BE CAREFUL… STRIVE TO BE HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5911285854515660300?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5911285854515660300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/strive-to-be-happy-lovelines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5911285854515660300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5911285854515660300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/strive-to-be-happy-lovelines.html' title='STRIVE TO BE HAPPY (LOVELINES)'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBG5-gbGkI/AAAAAAAAAfw/lwy3x563rWU/s72-c/46723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1354497749782274600</id><published>2009-01-28T03:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T03:46:57.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love poem'/><title type='text'>WHY OUR LOVE LAST?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBFgYbkXsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KRClaEBU9Ss/s1600-h/20680.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296309584403914434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBFgYbkXsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KRClaEBU9Ss/s320/20680.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is why our love lasts…&lt;br /&gt;we have commitment&lt;br /&gt;we have shared interests&lt;br /&gt;we know how to communicate&lt;br /&gt;we have fun&lt;br /&gt;we understand each other’s needs&lt;br /&gt;we share ideas&lt;br /&gt;we have faith in each other&lt;br /&gt;we know how to forgive&lt;br /&gt;With all my Love on Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1354497749782274600?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1354497749782274600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-our-love-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1354497749782274600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1354497749782274600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/why-our-love-last.html' title='WHY OUR LOVE LAST?'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBFgYbkXsI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KRClaEBU9Ss/s72-c/20680.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2968258875991596378</id><published>2009-01-28T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:54:50.677-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>A friend is one of the Best things in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBEmh8O9dI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xKTJFOHIYnE/s1600-h/23710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296308590524429778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBEmh8O9dI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xKTJFOHIYnE/s320/23710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Though we don't see each other very much,&lt;br /&gt;nor do we write to each other very much,&lt;br /&gt;nor do we phone each other very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always know that, at any time&lt;br /&gt;I could call, write or see you and&lt;br /&gt;everything would be exactly the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would understand everything I am&lt;br /&gt;saying and everything that I am thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship does not depend&lt;br /&gt;on being together, it is deeper than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our closeness is something inside of us&lt;br /&gt;that is always there ready to be&lt;br /&gt;shared with each other&lt;br /&gt;whenever the need arises.&lt;br /&gt;It is such a comfortable and warm&lt;br /&gt;feeling to know that we have such a lifetime friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always treasure our friendship!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2968258875991596378?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2968258875991596378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friend-is-one-of-best-things-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2968258875991596378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2968258875991596378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friend-is-one-of-best-things-in-life.html' title='A friend is one of the Best things in Life'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SYBEmh8O9dI/AAAAAAAAAfg/xKTJFOHIYnE/s72-c/23710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3452401801550909432</id><published>2009-01-27T05:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:15:20.137-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>SEXY LOVE POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX8JDpkN5rI/AAAAAAAAAfY/pr9G5DYDYYU/s1600-h/loveblogthing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295961645113009842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX8JDpkN5rI/AAAAAAAAAfY/pr9G5DYDYYU/s320/loveblogthing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX8H6PgHBGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/f9qlkznO3Ko/s1600-h/24889.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make love to me nice and slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me pour out to you all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me,make it sensually last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got all night so don't go to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me, stoke my body with your finger's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need no music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our moaning will be the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make my body tremble from head to toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my family and friend's will see me glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me, make me feel that burning fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you shall become my forever one true desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me without making me feel insecure and used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.With you i don't wanna feel emotionally confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make love to me, and after we're done,lay down close to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3452401801550909432?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3452401801550909432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/sexy-love-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3452401801550909432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3452401801550909432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/sexy-love-poem.html' title='SEXY LOVE POEM'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX8JDpkN5rI/AAAAAAAAAfY/pr9G5DYDYYU/s72-c/loveblogthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2712051669572524794</id><published>2009-01-27T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T04:01:52.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>MY LOVE POEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX73Z2jvUAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Srzd7djeAIA/s1600-h/valentineback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295942235348488194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX73Z2jvUAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Srzd7djeAIA/s320/valentineback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;that no matter what you do,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter where you go,&lt;br /&gt;my love follows you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm there in all you do&lt;br /&gt;and I'm always proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2712051669572524794?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2712051669572524794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-love-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2712051669572524794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2712051669572524794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-love-poem.html' title='MY LOVE POEM'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX73Z2jvUAI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Srzd7djeAIA/s72-c/valentineback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4830591681818141070</id><published>2009-01-27T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:39:44.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>For my Dearly Brother Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295941131957652754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX72ZoG3TRI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yHsld1ae8Ro/s320/babybrother2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You were a spoiled&lt;br /&gt;bundle of mischief,&lt;br /&gt;annoying beyond belief,&lt;br /&gt;a holy terror if ever&lt;br /&gt;there was one,&lt;br /&gt;but you were a&lt;br /&gt;blessing too,&lt;br /&gt;and I've loved you&lt;br /&gt;from the start...&lt;br /&gt;and I always will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4830591681818141070?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4830591681818141070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-dearly-brother-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4830591681818141070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4830591681818141070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-dearly-brother-poem.html' title='For my Dearly Brother Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX72ZoG3TRI/AAAAAAAAAfA/yHsld1ae8Ro/s72-c/babybrother2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3513041653291208489</id><published>2009-01-27T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:18:02.759-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>For My Sister Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939854275040530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX71PQXl1RI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_I-XHYW1icM/s320/ROSIETEATIME1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You're so far away,&lt;br /&gt;but you're here&lt;br /&gt;in my heart every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939405954892194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I know how lucky I am&lt;br /&gt;to have a sister like you.&lt;br /&gt;You're not just family,&lt;br /&gt;but my best friend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939405954892194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I only wish that you&lt;br /&gt;lived closer to me,&lt;br /&gt;so we could get together&lt;br /&gt;to share over a cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939405954892194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX701KPvQaI/AAAAAAAAAew/nUyUpebx_J4/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But even though you're not here,&lt;br /&gt;it's such a good feeling&lt;br /&gt;to know you're out there...&lt;br /&gt;sharing and caring&lt;br /&gt;and making each day,&lt;br /&gt;so much brighter&lt;br /&gt;in your own special way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939107684160114" style="WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939107684160114" style="WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295939107684160114" style="WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s320/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX70jzGdEnI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-_s1Y_Zy8jU/s1600-h/ROSIETEATIMEBLNK3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;All of the warmth you send&lt;br /&gt;shines through,&lt;br /&gt;and there will always be&lt;br /&gt;a place in my heart for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3513041653291208489?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3513041653291208489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-sister-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3513041653291208489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3513041653291208489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-my-sister-poem.html' title='For My Sister Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX71PQXl1RI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_I-XHYW1icM/s72-c/ROSIETEATIME1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-556317153482488338</id><published>2009-01-27T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:30:48.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Mother are truly angels on earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7z7QIsPBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/01MzFdK4J4I/s1600-h/greenerypic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295938411103534098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7z7QIsPBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/01MzFdK4J4I/s320/greenerypic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Mother,&lt;br /&gt;You've given me so much;&lt;br /&gt;you've loved me,&lt;br /&gt;nurtured me,&lt;br /&gt;blessed me,&lt;br /&gt;cared about me,&lt;br /&gt;prayed for me,&lt;br /&gt;appreciated me,&lt;br /&gt;encouraged me,&lt;br /&gt;and you were always&lt;br /&gt;there for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I can only&lt;br /&gt;hope that I can return&lt;br /&gt;all of these&lt;br /&gt;precious gifts to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-556317153482488338?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/556317153482488338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/mother-are-truly-angels-on-earth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/556317153482488338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/556317153482488338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/mother-are-truly-angels-on-earth.html' title='Mother are truly angels on earth'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7z7QIsPBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/01MzFdK4J4I/s72-c/greenerypic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1100605398833983378</id><published>2009-01-27T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:34:52.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Soon to be Parent Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7zZADMf0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/SosAkRhm19s/s1600-h/254135224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295937822669963074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7zZADMf0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/SosAkRhm19s/s320/254135224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Soon you'll be a parent,&lt;br /&gt;and you're wondering what to expect,&lt;br /&gt;so I'll give you an inkling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect astonishment.&lt;br /&gt;Perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Every day with your child&lt;br /&gt;will bring new wonders,&lt;br /&gt;every smile enchantment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be in awe&lt;br /&gt;each time you peer&lt;br /&gt;into the crib and see a&lt;br /&gt;new person staring back at you&lt;br /&gt;through tiny eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll be amazed,&lt;br /&gt;because your life will change&lt;br /&gt;overnight, and will never be&lt;br /&gt;the same again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going to have to&lt;br /&gt;learn about life all over.&lt;br /&gt;Through your child,&lt;br /&gt;you'll rediscover the varying&lt;br /&gt;shades of grass,&lt;br /&gt;and the magical sparkle&lt;br /&gt;of the sun rising above&lt;br /&gt;the trees at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll marvel at each falling leaf,&lt;br /&gt;each springtime blossom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often you'll simply&lt;br /&gt;find yourself smiling,&lt;br /&gt;and you won't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every day,&lt;br /&gt;you'll reflect on how&lt;br /&gt;you never knew a love as&lt;br /&gt;true and unconditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your child laughs,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be overjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your child cries,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No distance will&lt;br /&gt;ever separate you.&lt;br /&gt;Your bond with your child&lt;br /&gt;will last forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the only advice&lt;br /&gt;I can give you is to&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it all!&lt;br /&gt;Cherish each moment.&lt;br /&gt;This is the best time&lt;br /&gt;of your life,&lt;br /&gt;and it will disappear&lt;br /&gt;way too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1100605398833983378?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1100605398833983378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/soon-to-be-parent-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1100605398833983378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1100605398833983378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/soon-to-be-parent-poem.html' title='Soon to be Parent Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7zZADMf0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/SosAkRhm19s/s72-c/254135224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7773300908082030393</id><published>2009-01-27T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:18:46.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEO'/><title type='text'>ABC of HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The experience of &lt;a href="http://weddingbellpreparations.blogspot.com/2009/01/abc-of-happiness.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is one of those general terms we use to say, "I feel good emotionally." People use different terms to describe what feels good for them. For someone it might be excitement, passion, exhilaration, fulfillment, freedom, feeling fully alive with inspiration and joy. For another it might be more peaceful, content, capable, hopeful, satisfied, and comfortable feeling. Whatever you call it, it just feels darn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our natural state of being is to be happy. When you remove all the uncomfortable emotions we humans can experience (and they are numerous), you're left with happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pleasure vs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://weddingbellpreparations.blogspot.com/2009/01/abc-of-happiness.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is not pleasure although they can appear similar. Pleasure is enjoyment of an outside stimuli. You might find pleasure in buying a new car, or in going on vacation, or having friends over for dinner, or having sex, or....the list is long on what you might enjoy experiencing. Pleasure requires an external stimuli for you to experience it. Happiness does not. Happiness is a belief about yourself and the outside world. You can be doing something you normally experience as pleasurable but not be happy! Pleasure is born from the external world, happiness is born from the internal workings of our own minds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7773300908082030393?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7773300908082030393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/abc-of-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7773300908082030393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7773300908082030393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/abc-of-happiness.html' title='ABC of HAPPINESS'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2257451571228546185</id><published>2009-01-27T03:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:35:52.749-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>I Miss You Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tq--9ATI/AAAAAAAAAeI/xSmAVlNAhIs/s1600-h/9967057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295931534551613746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tq--9ATI/AAAAAAAAAeI/xSmAVlNAhIs/s320/9967057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss your warm eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the way you listen and care.&lt;br /&gt;I miss your kisses&lt;br /&gt;and all that we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the touch of your hand,&lt;br /&gt;so reassuring and sincere,&lt;br /&gt;and the moments we spend together,&lt;br /&gt;that I hold dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all of the caring&lt;br /&gt;things you do,&lt;br /&gt;and spending the evening&lt;br /&gt;alone with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;knowing that then,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be one day closer&lt;br /&gt;to seeing you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have&lt;br /&gt;guessed it by now...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2257451571228546185?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2257451571228546185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-you-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2257451571228546185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2257451571228546185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-you-poem.html' title='I Miss You Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tq--9ATI/AAAAAAAAAeI/xSmAVlNAhIs/s72-c/9967057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1263505497849494429</id><published>2009-01-27T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T04:36:33.064-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>If only you know poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tI6UDJUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cv39Zc951Ck/s1600-h/anirwheart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295930949182367042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tI6UDJUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cv39Zc951Ck/s320/anirwheart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If only you knew,&lt;br /&gt;how my heart overflows with love for you.&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see&lt;br /&gt;the way you fill my hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;You're the owner of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;the ruler supreme.&lt;br /&gt;Even in the dark of night,&lt;br /&gt;I've only to think about you&lt;br /&gt;to feel your loving light&lt;br /&gt;and from this world I drift&lt;br /&gt;feeling as if&lt;br /&gt;I'll never touch the ground again...&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you could guess&lt;br /&gt;how I hear your voice when others speak;&lt;br /&gt;for you hold the key to my happiness,&lt;br /&gt;and it's always you my soul seeks.&lt;br /&gt;If only you could feel,&lt;br /&gt;how your very presence&lt;br /&gt;has the power to heal,&lt;br /&gt;all the wounds inside me.&lt;br /&gt;You've made me abandon&lt;br /&gt;the pain of yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;and you've shown me&lt;br /&gt;that the past can no longer&lt;br /&gt;stand in the way&lt;br /&gt;of what I hope to achieve...&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you could realize&lt;br /&gt;the way you've shown me&lt;br /&gt;that it's better to give&lt;br /&gt;than to take,&lt;br /&gt;and whatever I do,&lt;br /&gt;I do for your sake.&lt;br /&gt;I'm willing to give you my all&lt;br /&gt;and expect nothing in return.&lt;br /&gt;But, oh how I yearn&lt;br /&gt;for you...&lt;br /&gt;if only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1263505497849494429?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1263505497849494429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only-you-know-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1263505497849494429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1263505497849494429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only-you-know-poem.html' title='If only you know poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX7tI6UDJUI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cv39Zc951Ck/s72-c/anirwheart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8734386563385465449</id><published>2009-01-26T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:16:24.801-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>The Ticking Of The Clock Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2_Eo39c7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/bYBwNxVm1sk/s1600-h/29780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295598823270085554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2_Eo39c7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/bYBwNxVm1sk/s320/29780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I always have a yearning when I have spoken to you;&lt;br /&gt;One minute I can hear your voice, the next minute, we are through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to me that's how it goes, the silence makes me blue;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the silence lets me know I can't get enough of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reach my hand through the phone, you're always out of reach;&lt;br /&gt;You must come closer to the phone, is now my silent speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time slows down, it seems to crawl, slowly the clock hands slide;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are gone from me, another day, I must abide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit quietly till it's time for me to shut my eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Perchance to meet you in my dreams, and kiss my green eyed guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8734386563385465449?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8734386563385465449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/ticking-of-clock-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8734386563385465449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8734386563385465449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/ticking-of-clock-poem.html' title='The Ticking Of The Clock Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2_Eo39c7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/bYBwNxVm1sk/s72-c/29780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-7230599795302821</id><published>2009-01-26T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:00:26.465-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>My Everyday Everything Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2-KmrE4lI/AAAAAAAAAdw/GBW2moLTNxA/s1600-h/27096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295597826246763090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2-KmrE4lI/AAAAAAAAAdw/GBW2moLTNxA/s320/27096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my hugs,my smiles and every morning kiss,&lt;br /&gt;My "See You Later Baby" in which I seem to miss.&lt;br /&gt;My gentle whispers of "I Love You's" in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;My warm,soft arms around me that embrace me oh so tight.&lt;br /&gt;My afternoon "I'll be there's" that give me butterflies,&lt;br /&gt;My kisses when you see me that catch me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;My "Are You Okay Baby's?" when you know that I'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;My "Don't Worry Love" I'm on my way home.&lt;br /&gt;My every night kisses that send shivers down my spine,&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Love,I'm glad that you're all mine.&lt;br /&gt;It's Been 11 years now and the feelings are still the same,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so spoiled by your love and I have you to blame.&lt;br /&gt;You are so perfect for me in so many ways and I am grateful for you,&lt;br /&gt;You are everything in my life just by being you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-7230599795302821?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/7230599795302821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-everyday-everything-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7230599795302821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/7230599795302821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-everyday-everything-poem.html' title='My Everyday Everything Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX2-KmrE4lI/AAAAAAAAAdw/GBW2moLTNxA/s72-c/27096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3940838012979134017</id><published>2009-01-26T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T05:24:27.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><title type='text'>LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX25bZ-i9_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/_FTaKUz7KnE/s1600-h/19393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295592617338402802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX25bZ-i9_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/_FTaKUz7KnE/s320/19393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's another collection of a heartfelt love quotes will let your wife, husband, girlfriend or boyfriend know how much he or she is loved this Valentine's Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;041."My enemy said, 'Love your enemy.' I obeyed him and loved myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. "If you love someone you would be willing to give up everything for them, but if they loved you back they’d never ask you to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;043. "Who ever said Disneyland was the happiest place on earth has never been in your arms."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;044. "Good friends are those who talk to you all the time, not just when they need you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;045. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;046. "My life became worthwhile the day I met you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;047. "I fell in love with you because of a million tiny things you never knew you were doing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;048. "Love is when two people sit in the middle of a bench when there is plenty of room at both ends. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. "Life without love is like food without taste."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. "A cake that is a mixture of some pleasure and some pain is sweeter than no cake at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3940838012979134017?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3940838012979134017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3940838012979134017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3940838012979134017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-5.html' title='LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 5'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SX25bZ-i9_I/AAAAAAAAAdg/_FTaKUz7KnE/s72-c/19393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1448647595746199443</id><published>2009-01-25T04:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:01:11.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love notes'/><title type='text'>Gift from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxey5TBqkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HdghYvMphyI/s1600-h/2913003ee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295211490347952706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxey5TBqkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HdghYvMphyI/s320/2913003ee3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations on&lt;br /&gt;the special gift&lt;br /&gt;you've received from heaven.&lt;br /&gt;I know that you'll&lt;br /&gt;both be excellent parents,&lt;br /&gt;because you have the key&lt;br /&gt;ingredient for&lt;br /&gt;successful parenting--&lt;br /&gt;love and lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;May that bond of love&lt;br /&gt;keep you and your family warm&lt;br /&gt;all through your lives&lt;br /&gt;and bring you all endless joy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1448647595746199443?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1448647595746199443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-from-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1448647595746199443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1448647595746199443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/gift-from-heaven.html' title='Gift from Heaven'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxey5TBqkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HdghYvMphyI/s72-c/2913003ee3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2192017756447707847</id><published>2009-01-25T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:59:48.893-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Flower of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxd7GQ19uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/3aXRhHDwI9E/s1600-h/calla+lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295210531755783906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxd7GQ19uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/3aXRhHDwI9E/s320/calla+lily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving you makes each day a special holiday...&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me, all I've ever dreamed of...&lt;br /&gt;My passionate lover, and my best friend...&lt;br /&gt;You're the flower of my life, my reason for living...&lt;br /&gt;And I look forward to the days ahead...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you'll be here to share my life with me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Anniversary Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2192017756447707847?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2192017756447707847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/flower-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2192017756447707847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2192017756447707847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/flower-of-my-life.html' title='Flower of my life...'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxd7GQ19uI/AAAAAAAAAbo/3aXRhHDwI9E/s72-c/calla+lily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2665970571819212516</id><published>2009-01-23T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:50:19.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost love'/><title type='text'>It Hurts Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxf_Z-1QSI/AAAAAAAAAb4/s-HxFYJFl9I/s1600-h/27409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295212804791681314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxf_Z-1QSI/AAAAAAAAAb4/s-HxFYJFl9I/s320/27409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im the one that lies here alone at this hour in a bed made for two.&lt;br /&gt;No wise voices now to tell me, how to think and what to feel about you..&lt;br /&gt;She does not love you, she does not care, she will walk away some day..&lt;br /&gt;But her side is empty, the quilt lies flat, and i miss her in every way...&lt;br /&gt;i miss her laugh, i miss her smile, i miss her crazy ways...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and just to hear her call my name could cheer me up for days...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear the voices tell me if she cared she would not do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the things she does that hurt you through and through...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she would not be embaressed when you should be by her side...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but rather take you out sometimes and show you of with pride...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beside her is a good man with a very loving heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok hes aged a little but she knew that at the start...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;they say its not like you are ugly or a bastard...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that ruins each day you treat her like a princess...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and love her in every way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you didnt ask for much just some attention...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here and there but from what it seems to us she didnt seem to care...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i dont want to listen i wish they would go away...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how can they see the little things we would do every day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like playin puzzle bubble, or sharing beans on toast...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like cuddling up together the part i loved the most...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like sharing a hot bath, or a simple cigarette...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wish we could have shared these things until my very death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2665970571819212516?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2665970571819212516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-hurts-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2665970571819212516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2665970571819212516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-hurts-poem.html' title='It Hurts Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXxf_Z-1QSI/AAAAAAAAAb4/s-HxFYJFl9I/s72-c/27409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1018117721572136959</id><published>2009-01-23T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T05:56:10.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost love'/><title type='text'>Moving on Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This morning I woke up and thoughts were going thru my mind.&lt;br /&gt;As I continue I knew I had to say to myself just move on...&lt;br /&gt;Theres no space for me in your life...&lt;br /&gt;Let alone a small place in your Loving heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pace myself on leaving you behind...&lt;br /&gt;I can't dwell on what could've, would've been...&lt;br /&gt;I just wish you the best and hope all goes well...&lt;br /&gt;I now look forward to that one special guy who I can say will be one of a kind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who appears in all my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;He will make me happy and never have me shed tears...&lt;br /&gt;I will look deep into his eyes and say&lt;br /&gt;"I will be here for you, thru the good or bad times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never disappear" Because I have found my soulmate , my one True Love...&lt;br /&gt;My mind is clear and at ease now for no one has ever come near to what I feel and see in you...&lt;br /&gt;I thank God each and every day for sending you my way...&lt;br /&gt;God has given me hope along with patience ...&lt;br /&gt;I now know he was there to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1018117721572136959?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1018117721572136959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving-on-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1018117721572136959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1018117721572136959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/moving-on-poem.html' title='Moving on Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3878436432220302049</id><published>2009-01-22T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:39:37.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><title type='text'>Valentine Day Greeting Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh2ZNf-b-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/D6hH82Zuqdw/s1600-h/5763416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294111537466601442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh2ZNf-b-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/D6hH82Zuqdw/s320/5763416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sending this&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day greeting&lt;br /&gt;across the miles...&lt;br /&gt;along with a warm hug&lt;br /&gt;and a smile...&lt;br /&gt;in hopes that it will&lt;br /&gt;bring lots of love and warmth&lt;br /&gt;your way...&lt;br /&gt;and all you wish for&lt;br /&gt;on Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3878436432220302049?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3878436432220302049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentine-day-greeting-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3878436432220302049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3878436432220302049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/valentine-day-greeting-card.html' title='Valentine Day Greeting Card'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh2ZNf-b-I/AAAAAAAAAbA/D6hH82Zuqdw/s72-c/5763416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-67733337208990778</id><published>2009-01-22T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:30:08.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>A Change Of Heart Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh00jPwssI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kqbEWCYhXVw/s1600-h/27409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294109808137384642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh00jPwssI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kqbEWCYhXVw/s320/27409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the quiet of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;in the stillness of night,&lt;br /&gt;I still imagine you holding&lt;br /&gt;me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is the music,&lt;br /&gt;in my heart is the song,&lt;br /&gt;please come to me now,&lt;br /&gt;it's with me you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is so real,&lt;br /&gt;for it captured my soul,&lt;br /&gt;there's no other feeling&lt;br /&gt;that makes me feel whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When god made his angels,&lt;br /&gt;he made you for me.&lt;br /&gt;There's no more mistaking,&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you,&lt;br /&gt;I can't say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;when I think of you hurting,&lt;br /&gt;the thought makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't give up now&lt;br /&gt;because of my fears,&lt;br /&gt;don't dwell on the past,&lt;br /&gt;come dry all my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the moon is my witness,&lt;br /&gt;and the stars are my guide,&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll no longer hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come lay down beside me,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait one more day,&lt;br /&gt;to hear you still love me&lt;br /&gt;the very same way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-67733337208990778?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/67733337208990778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-of-heart-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/67733337208990778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/67733337208990778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-of-heart-poem.html' title='A Change Of Heart Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXh00jPwssI/AAAAAAAAAa4/kqbEWCYhXVw/s72-c/27409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3547410393301785870</id><published>2009-01-22T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:24:32.455-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love poem'/><title type='text'>With Love Timeless And True Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXhza9A2AJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9owbPmpDn64/s1600-h/18911.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294108268865912978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXhza9A2AJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9owbPmpDn64/s320/18911.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am writing these words today&lt;br /&gt;Because I am thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Its heartfelt messages I send&lt;br /&gt;Of my love timeless and true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon wings my heart ascends&lt;br /&gt;Far across the distant shore&lt;br /&gt;In sharing bright rays of hope&lt;br /&gt;As my love shall forever soar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuously with love flowing&lt;br /&gt;With which you can depend&lt;br /&gt;My heart spans the distance&lt;br /&gt;In sharing hope without end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wings of compassion spread&lt;br /&gt;Enabling my heart to convey&lt;br /&gt;You can always count on me&lt;br /&gt;Upon every step of the way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3547410393301785870?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3547410393301785870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-love-timeless-and-true-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3547410393301785870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3547410393301785870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/with-love-timeless-and-true-poem.html' title='With Love Timeless And True Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXhza9A2AJI/AAAAAAAAAaw/9owbPmpDn64/s72-c/18911.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3935624109876978504</id><published>2009-01-22T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T00:20:39.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bible verses quotes'/><title type='text'>BIBLE VERSES QUOTES COLLECTION 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXgsTJbFrVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Dsrw8cYTLFI/s1600-h/blessings-102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294030069432692050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXgsTJbFrVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Dsrw8cYTLFI/s320/blessings-102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;001. "As a face reflects in water, so the heart reflects the real person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "Put me as a sign on your heart, as a sign on your arm; love is strong as death, and wrath bitter as the underworld: its coals are coals of fire; violent are its flames."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "May the Lord bless you and keep you. May His light be always with thee. May He keep you safe from harm, and shield you from all wrong. May He grant you His peace. May He guide you on your way. Bring you joy with each new day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "Every time you cross my mind, I break out in exclamations of thanks to God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy. It does not boast. It is not proud. It is not rude. It is not self-seeking. It is not easily angered. It keeps no record of wrong doing. It does not delight in evil, but rejoices in the truth. It always protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "Until the angels close my eyes, I can't imagine seeing life without you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. "Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "But blessed are your eyes, because they see, and your ears, because they hear."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. "There are three things that remain - faith, hope, and love - and the greatest of these is love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. "Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their work: If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? The one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. "Pleasant words are as a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and healthy to the bones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. "Come let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3935624109876978504?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3935624109876978504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/bible-verses-quotes-collection-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3935624109876978504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3935624109876978504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/bible-verses-quotes-collection-1.html' title='BIBLE VERSES QUOTES COLLECTION 1'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXgsTJbFrVI/AAAAAAAAAao/Dsrw8cYTLFI/s72-c/blessings-102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-6590112185675904681</id><published>2009-01-20T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:47:26.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage quotes'/><title type='text'>MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWrnoxVYCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zA5ad6S53TY/s1600-h/20667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293325634491473954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWrnoxVYCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zA5ad6S53TY/s320/20667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;011. "The flame of marriage ignites the hearth fire of family; constant tending keeps it burning."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;012. "Words of love flow freely when special moments are made. Remember to convey them when times are hard and blame is laid."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;013. "Love is an everlasting commitment to cherish one another during the hardships of life while never giving up. "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;014. "A marriage is not a 50/50 compromise. It takes both husband and wife giving 100/100."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;015. "A marriage is only as strong as the people in it."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;016. "I can never be the perfect wife, but I'm willing to be perfect for you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;017. "Sex isn't special unless it is shared inside the boundaries of marriage, and then, 'sex' is not a deep enough word to describe it. For then, it's 'making love' and making love is the greatest gift in the world. True love waits!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;018. "We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet ... I mean, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything; the good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things ... all of it, all of the time, every day. You're saying, 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness.'"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;019. "'Where's home for you?' a stranger asked a fellow traveler. 'Wherever she is,' came the reply, as the man pointed at his wife."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;020. "Since I met you we has become more magical than you or I."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/marriage-quotes-1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-6590112185675904681?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/6590112185675904681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/marriage-quotes-collection-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6590112185675904681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/6590112185675904681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/marriage-quotes-collection-2.html' title='MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 2'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWrnoxVYCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/zA5ad6S53TY/s72-c/20667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3223719235892353300</id><published>2009-01-20T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:40:24.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long distance relationship quotes'/><title type='text'>LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWp8xS8ohI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/le_FmV9ANCY/s1600-h/goodbye2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293323798533939730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWp8xS8ohI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/le_FmV9ANCY/s320/goodbye2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;011. "People who are meant to be together will always find their way. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. "You don't have to be with me, for me to see you. I see you in my dreams."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. "Though, we are far away, if you miss me, touch your heart, I am there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. "It doesn't make me feel as though you are far away from me when we are looking at the same moon. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. "Love conquers all, distance and time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. "We all take different paths in life, but no matter where we go, we can take a little of each other everywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. "When we are apart, every moment seems like an eternity, but when we are together, an eternity doesn't seem long enough. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. "Distance between two hearts is not an obstacle, rather a beautiful reminder of just how strong true love can be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. "I still imagine your touch; it's beautiful missing something that much. But sometimes love needs a fighting chance, so I'll wait my turn until it's our turn to dance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. "Every night I go to bed dreaming of the moment I get to see you again; the moment when months without you are erased by a single kiss, the moment when all my tears are dried by a single smile, the moment when hearing the sound of your voice means seeing you at the same time. Knowing that the moment I dream of will eventually become a reality is what keeps me going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 1&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3223719235892353300?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3223719235892353300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3223719235892353300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3223719235892353300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-2.html' title='LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 2'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXWp8xS8ohI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/le_FmV9ANCY/s72-c/goodbye2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2363421446063987436</id><published>2009-01-19T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T05:17:51.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><title type='text'>GOOD MORNING QUOTES COLLECTION 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9ix6xWmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/E5RQB0l8mWE/s1600-h/gud.GIF"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292993498536041058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9ix6xWmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/E5RQB0l8mWE/s320/gud.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;001. "When you wake up in the morning, kiss your loved one on the forehead and wish them a good day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "I went to sleep last night with a smile because I knew I'd be dreaming of you ... but I woke up this morning with a smile because you weren't a dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "You have found true love the day you realize that you want to wake up beside your boyfriend/girlfriend, every morning, even though you have your differences."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "I could say that you complete me...but that would be a lie, because every morning when I wake I long for you more than the day before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "You have no idea how good it feels to wake up every morning knowing you are mine and I am yours."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "I want you around in the morning and I want to know you're legally required to be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. "Like the sunshine in the morning, may this brighten your day, and remind you that you're thought of in a very warm way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "Being in love with you makes every morning worth getting up for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "Come let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. "You are the first thing to enter my mind in the morning and the last thing to leave my heart at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. "Morning is a wonderful blessing, either sunny or stormy. It stands for hope ... giving us another start of what we call Life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. "A morning greeting does not only mean 'Good Morning,' it has a silent, loving message saying, 'I think of you when I wake up.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. "Love does not need a snooze button on your alarm clock, because when it goes off for the first time in the morning, the thoughts of your loved one makes it impossible to fall back asleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. "As I awaken each morning, my dreams of you fade as thoughts of you flood my mind with sensual assault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. "When I wake up in the morning, I think of you. When I go to sleep at night, I think of you. And for all those hours in-between, I think of us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. "When I wake up, turn over, and see you lying next me, I can't help but smile; it will be a good day simply because I started it with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. "Even in a total eclipse of the sun, you brighten my life." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2363421446063987436?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2363421446063987436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-morning-quotes-collection-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2363421446063987436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2363421446063987436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-morning-quotes-collection-1.html' title='GOOD MORNING QUOTES COLLECTION 1'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9ix6xWmI/AAAAAAAAAaA/E5RQB0l8mWE/s72-c/gud.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5430872966362995787</id><published>2009-01-19T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:01:43.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>I Wish I Was With You Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9EJFvD7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/FBpAj4sGC-M/s1600-h/pic014.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292992972180098994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9EJFvD7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/FBpAj4sGC-M/s320/pic014.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish i was with you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was holding you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was kissing you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me,&lt;br /&gt;I need you holding me.&lt;br /&gt;I need you kissing me,&lt;br /&gt;I need you to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all my life I've been waiting,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for that special one.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know shes come,&lt;br /&gt;Now my search is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you in my arms,&lt;br /&gt;I know i am safe.&lt;br /&gt;With me in your arms,&lt;br /&gt;You will be safe too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Sian in everyway,&lt;br /&gt;No matter what gets in our way.&lt;br /&gt;I know you are the one,&lt;br /&gt;And i will love you everyday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-5430872966362995787?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/5430872966362995787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish-i-was-with-you-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5430872966362995787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/5430872966362995787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wish-i-was-with-you-poem.html' title='I Wish I Was With You Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXR9EJFvD7I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/FBpAj4sGC-M/s72-c/pic014.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2970211830706692354</id><published>2009-01-18T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:32:09.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love quotes'/><title type='text'>TRUE LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXMqfeiRtiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mjk0xjoaAB0/s1600-h/51199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292620707351606818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXMqfeiRtiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mjk0xjoaAB0/s320/51199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;001. "I thought I loved him, but he had to break my heart for me to know what true love really is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "Death can not stop true love, it can only delay it for a little while."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "You attract people by the qualities you display. You keep them by the qualities you possess."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "Love can make you do things that you never thought possible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "The best thing about loving and being hurt is that you get to know what true love really is. For as gold is tested in fire, and so will love be perfected in pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "True love can blind you but at the same time if you let it, it can also open your eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. "Love, an emotion so strong that you would give up everything. To just feel it once, to know that you are part of something special. To know that you can feel what love really is; to know, to feel, to love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "No matter how ugly you think you are, that special someone that loves you believes you are the most beautiful and irresistable thing on earth and nothing can ever change that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "Love and electricity are one in the same, my dear. If you do not feel the jolt in your soul every time a kiss is shared, a whisper is spoken, a touch is felt, then your not really in love at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. "To love someone is to understand each other, to laugh together, to smile with your heart and to trust one another. One important thing is to let each other go if you can't do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collections.html"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-2.html"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-3.html"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-4.html"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/marriage-quotes-1.html"&gt;MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-1.html"&gt;LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2970211830706692354?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2970211830706692354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-love-quotes-collection-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2970211830706692354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2970211830706692354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/true-love-quotes-collection-1.html' title='TRUE LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXMqfeiRtiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mjk0xjoaAB0/s72-c/51199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4996155450884916902</id><published>2009-01-18T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:20:31.159-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad love poem'/><title type='text'>Letting him go poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXLwTUDfvUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Fr5or9tFA4w/s1600-h/letting+him+go.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292556726705306946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXLwTUDfvUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Fr5or9tFA4w/s320/letting+him+go.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Letting him go…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad it will be if I will let him go…&lt;br /&gt;But my heart told me so&lt;br /&gt;To start a new life&lt;br /&gt;To start anything new…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting him go..&lt;br /&gt;To our Almighty God above…&lt;br /&gt;Who will take him for the rest of his eternal life….&lt;br /&gt;And finish what God have started&lt;br /&gt;And make him rest in eternal peace….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how hard it would be&lt;br /&gt;For he was so dear to me&lt;br /&gt;But letting him go&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t mean I will forget him though&lt;br /&gt;It does mean I am triumphant for I can let him go….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am letting him go…&lt;br /&gt;In eternal peace with God who love him so true….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4996155450884916902?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4996155450884916902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/letting-him-go-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4996155450884916902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4996155450884916902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/letting-him-go-poem.html' title='Letting him go poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXLwTUDfvUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/Fr5or9tFA4w/s72-c/letting+him+go.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8990846990600311537</id><published>2009-01-16T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T04:02:20.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Brown Eyes Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCNpWAX7hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1eWFWjj8euw/s1600-h/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291885303581634066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCNpWAX7hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1eWFWjj8euw/s320/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;That's all I see&lt;br /&gt;When I look through the blinds&lt;br /&gt;I see you everyday&lt;br /&gt;When you walk down the dusty road&lt;br /&gt;You look my way , but don't&lt;br /&gt;Notice me&lt;br /&gt;I can smell your collone&lt;br /&gt;The way it lingers off your body&lt;br /&gt;I have dreams of you every night&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams we are together&lt;br /&gt;In a happy life, but&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up you start to fade away&lt;br /&gt;I understand why we ain't togther&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't feel the way I do&lt;br /&gt;But you brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;When you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is like a&lt;br /&gt;Sunset in the morning dew&lt;br /&gt;I will give you the key&lt;br /&gt;To set me free&lt;br /&gt;I am so ready to be loved&lt;br /&gt;The question is&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready to love me&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is pressuring you to love me&lt;br /&gt;This is just the way my heart feel&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling&lt;br /&gt;This way for a minute&lt;br /&gt;But now&lt;br /&gt;I know my time has ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8990846990600311537?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8990846990600311537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/brown-eyes-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8990846990600311537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8990846990600311537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/brown-eyes-poem.html' title='Brown Eyes Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCNpWAX7hI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1eWFWjj8euw/s72-c/b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-8723313496005170948</id><published>2009-01-16T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:28:35.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Instant Messaging internet love poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCLMQyHm1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/brW8ByiL1Xs/s1600-h/pic015.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291882604940204882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCLMQyHm1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/brW8ByiL1Xs/s320/pic015.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you come on line to me&lt;br /&gt;A flutter fills my heart;&lt;br /&gt;Your words, like an arrow, pierce my soul&lt;br /&gt;My heart races from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our words back and forth&lt;br /&gt;Flying through the air;&lt;br /&gt;It seems when we’ve been apart&lt;br /&gt;We have much to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, there is never a loss for words&lt;br /&gt;You know, you speak so much;&lt;br /&gt;I have to depend on Angel Icons&lt;br /&gt;Because sometimes I get stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On how to find a brand new way&lt;br /&gt;To show you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About the love you send to me,&lt;br /&gt;How deep and true and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-8723313496005170948?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/8723313496005170948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/instant-messaging-internet-love-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8723313496005170948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/8723313496005170948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/instant-messaging-internet-love-poem.html' title='Instant Messaging internet love poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCLMQyHm1I/AAAAAAAAAZA/brW8ByiL1Xs/s72-c/pic015.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2901324481228092328</id><published>2009-01-16T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:39:51.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Internet Love poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCL784xLYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/syATndG4BRc/s1600-h/pic021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291883424233106818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCL784xLYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/syATndG4BRc/s320/pic021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled by those genuine smiles,&lt;br /&gt;things are so different across the miles.&lt;br /&gt;You'll only see what you wanna see,&lt;br /&gt;and believe in love that will never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your days will be endless, your nights so long,&lt;br /&gt;because in his world you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;He'll love you yes, in times that are tough,&lt;br /&gt;but a little love is just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll make you promises so you won't cry,&lt;br /&gt;convince you to stay, or he'll just die?&lt;br /&gt;Now that one calls for an LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't he know you're already in hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things you may never know.&lt;br /&gt;He'll choose what to keep and what to let go.&lt;br /&gt;He'll promise to take you by the hand,&lt;br /&gt;and paint you a picture of the perfect man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll think that your love has really grown,&lt;br /&gt;but still you sit there, sad and alone.&lt;br /&gt;And when he sleeps, it's not with you,&lt;br /&gt;there's someone else he's clinging to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more than once he'll apologize,&lt;br /&gt;so you'll forget the hurt and lies.&lt;br /&gt;Then when you're smiling once again,&lt;br /&gt;he'll tell himself you're just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you can look into those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the computer screen is his disguise.&lt;br /&gt;He'll love you yes, in times that are tough,&lt;br /&gt;but across the miles, you're not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very few people would take the chance,&lt;br /&gt;to give it all up for a little romance.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to do when behind a screen,&lt;br /&gt;but things are not always as they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste anymore of your precious time,&lt;br /&gt;open your heart and you're sure to find,&lt;br /&gt;true love does exist that's honest and real,&lt;br /&gt;the kind of love you can actually feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just too wonderful to sit and wait,&lt;br /&gt;so move on now before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;Either he loves you, and he wants you now,&lt;br /&gt;there's no in between when you make a vow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/instant-messaging-internet-love-poem.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;internet love poems 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2901324481228092328?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2901324481228092328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/internet-love-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2901324481228092328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2901324481228092328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/internet-love-poem.html' title='Internet Love poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SXCL784xLYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/syATndG4BRc/s72-c/pic021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2407584675602992154</id><published>2009-01-15T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:09:05.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><title type='text'>LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW75NPhcbjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RZl6wx1KyP0/s1600-h/2119550954_7c533b5492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291440618107334194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW75NPhcbjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RZl6wx1KyP0/s320/2119550954_7c533b5492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;031. "Each star in the sky symbolizes one reason why I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;032. "Let these words not only touch your eyes, let it travel through your soul, and let it rest in your heart, as you rest in mine, 'I love you.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. "I love you by no stretch of your imagination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. "If there's time for only three words in my lifetime, it would be, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;035. "If you're asking if I need you, the answer is forever. If you're asking if I will leave you, the answer is never. If you're asking what I value, the answer is you. If you asking if I love you, the answer is I DO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;036. "I love you for you, but mostly I love you for what I am when I'm with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;037. "I love you unconditionally, with everything I am, and more than anyone ever thought possible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;038. "I love you not because of anything you have, but because of something that I feel when I'm near you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;039. "Man loves money, bees love honey, flowers love dew, and I love you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;040. "I love you more than my teddybear, but please, don't tell him ... ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Other collections:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-2.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;br /&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 3&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2407584675602992154?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2407584675602992154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2407584675602992154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2407584675602992154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-4.html' title='LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 4'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW75NPhcbjI/AAAAAAAAAYo/RZl6wx1KyP0/s72-c/2119550954_7c533b5492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-1737319026598196647</id><published>2009-01-15T00:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:55:20.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship poems'/><title type='text'>Friendship Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW73wIGLedI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kLLmlpJbmEI/s1600-h/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291439018386094546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW73wIGLedI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kLLmlpJbmEI/s320/friendship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Sometimes in life,&lt;br /&gt;you find a special friend;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who changes your life&lt;br /&gt;just by being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;until you can't stop;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you believe&lt;br /&gt;that there really is good in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who convinces you&lt;br /&gt;that there really is an unlocked door&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for you to open it.&lt;br /&gt;This is Forever Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down,&lt;br /&gt;and the world seems dark and empty,&lt;br /&gt;Your forever friend lifts you up in spirit&lt;br /&gt;and makes that dark and empty world&lt;br /&gt;suddenly seem bright and full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your forever friend gets you through&lt;br /&gt;the hard times, the sad times,&lt;br /&gt;and the confused times.&lt;br /&gt;If you turn and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;your forever friend follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lose your way,&lt;br /&gt;your forever friend guides you&lt;br /&gt;and cheers you on.&lt;br /&gt;Your forever friend holds your hand&lt;br /&gt;and tells you that&lt;br /&gt;everything is going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you find such a friend,&lt;br /&gt;you feel happy and complete,&lt;br /&gt;because you need not worry.&lt;br /&gt;You have a forever friend for life,&lt;br /&gt;and forever has no end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-1737319026598196647?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/1737319026598196647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1737319026598196647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/1737319026598196647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-poem.html' title='Friendship Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW73wIGLedI/AAAAAAAAAYg/kLLmlpJbmEI/s72-c/friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4238095892002249633</id><published>2009-01-14T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T05:45:56.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>How did you know poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3sWAMsqtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/W_NeCqfXjvQ/s1600-h/pic013.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291144999984736978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3sWAMsqtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/W_NeCqfXjvQ/s320/pic013.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How did you know….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just here alone , thinking reminiscing the past..&lt;br /&gt;When I still don’t know how to love again..&lt;br /&gt;Until you came into my life..&lt;br /&gt;Melting my heart,&lt;br /&gt;My heart that is as hard as stone&lt;br /&gt;That cannot be melted by just a fire alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know that I need someone…&lt;br /&gt;Like you to be with me..&lt;br /&gt;To soften my heart&lt;br /&gt;And feel what love is, again&lt;br /&gt;After the sorrows and pain&lt;br /&gt;Left to me by loving and caring…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know…&lt;br /&gt;I can love this way again&lt;br /&gt;The love that was almost taken by&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness of being alone&lt;br /&gt;After giving the same love and concerned…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I forget?&lt;br /&gt;Those miserable days&lt;br /&gt;Of having no sunshine in my life&lt;br /&gt;Until you came rushing&lt;br /&gt;As if you are trying to beat&lt;br /&gt;The deadline set by loving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know..&lt;br /&gt;I need someone like you&lt;br /&gt;Here now in my life&lt;br /&gt;And make me love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know..&lt;br /&gt;I need to fill the emptiness&lt;br /&gt;Here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;To embrace the coming light ..&lt;br /&gt;And let the sun shine in my life again…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4238095892002249633?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4238095892002249633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-did-you-know-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4238095892002249633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4238095892002249633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-did-you-know-poem.html' title='How did you know poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3sWAMsqtI/AAAAAAAAAYY/W_NeCqfXjvQ/s72-c/pic013.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-2475922092146596184</id><published>2009-01-14T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:50:55.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love poems'/><title type='text'>Sweet Whispers Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3rbaQxILI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xXk1b0FG7fk/s1600-h/27452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291143993368846514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3rbaQxILI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xXk1b0FG7fk/s320/27452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;How I long to hear your voice once more, sweet whispers of delight&lt;br /&gt;It seems like such a long time, since that horrid fateful night&lt;br /&gt;I fear I’ve lost forever what I once held in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Why after such a short time? Did we really have to part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thought of you comes to me, when I least expect&lt;br /&gt;I start looking forward to Friday night, but then I recollect&lt;br /&gt;A wave of despair floods over me, like a dreaded hammer blow&lt;br /&gt;We’re not to share our moments again, until the waters do not flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my desperate situation, I almost ring your phone&lt;br /&gt;To tell you how much I love you, and ask “Can I please come home”?&lt;br /&gt;Of course I couldn’t do that to you, put you on the dreaded spot&lt;br /&gt;I’m too afraid that you’d just say no, then all hope would be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I bring you back to me, would you ever want to come&lt;br /&gt;Have I anything to offer you, I feel like I’m all thumbs&lt;br /&gt;All I could give you in return would be my everlasting love&lt;br /&gt;An olive branch of friendship and perhaps a small white dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much for a prize like you of course, I really feel so worthless&lt;br /&gt;Pushed away without a second chance, like a broken tool that’s useless&lt;br /&gt;My love for you burns brightly, it’s buried deep in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like Cupid’s pointed arrow, the memories all still sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve never loved like I do, then you’ve never loved at all&lt;br /&gt;I’d walk over hot coals barefoot, before I’d ever let you fall&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is endless, it really holds no bounds&lt;br /&gt;Delve deeply into your own heart, see what can be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-2475922092146596184?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/2475922092146596184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet-whispers-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2475922092146596184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/2475922092146596184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweet-whispers-poem.html' title='Sweet Whispers Poem'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3rbaQxILI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/xXk1b0FG7fk/s72-c/27452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-3075341222044118960</id><published>2009-01-14T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:53:09.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship quotes'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3p6zYB9AI/AAAAAAAAAYI/A8CHxiTds5k/s1600-h/23711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291142333662884866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3p6zYB9AI/AAAAAAAAAYI/A8CHxiTds5k/s320/23711.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;001. "A friend is someone who will walk the long way when you don't want to hop the fence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "Money and power only last the hour, but friendship and love withstand the sky above."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "I loved him like no other man; I did not love his laugh. I did not love his smile. I did not need his touch. But, the one thing I needed from him was for him to always be there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "I can give, I can recieve, but I can not take."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "If I was blind, you would make me see. If I was deaf, you would make me hear; and if I was dumb, a word would come out of the boundaries of my lips."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. "Though miles may lie between us, we're never far apart, for friendship doesn't count the miles, it's measured by the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "A true friend walks in when the whole world walks out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "Stars are like friends; there's always some around, you just need to find your favorite one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. "The Mile: People come into our lives and walk with us a mile, and then because of circumstance they only stay a while. They serve a need within the days that move so quickly by, and then are gone beyond our reach, we often wonder why. God only knows the reason that we meet and share a smile, why people come into our lives and walk with us a mile."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-3075341222044118960?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/3075341222044118960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3075341222044118960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/3075341222044118960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html' title='FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 1'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SW3p6zYB9AI/AAAAAAAAAYI/A8CHxiTds5k/s72-c/23711.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-4895663846476457761</id><published>2009-01-12T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:09:22.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long distance relationship quotes'/><title type='text'>LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SWsy4ycdYZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vk16rMNCph8/s1600-h/th_love-115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290378138471981458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SWsy4ycdYZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vk16rMNCph8/s320/th_love-115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;001. "I just want to hug you, but your are 480 some miles away, what I wouldn't do for a hug."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. "I wish that you were here or that I were there, or that we were together anywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. "And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. "Before I sleep and after I wake up and all the hours in between ... you occupy my mind. So, practically every moment of the day you are in my thoughts. I miss you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. "I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;006. "When it rains it reminds me of you. Although 2000 miles away is so far I still always walk outside in the rain and kiss it just for you. It never fails me. The rain will always come and I'll always love you. Next time you see a storm on the horizon please don't fear it's just heaven doing me the favor of taking you my kiss. Walk outside and kiss the rain whenever you need me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;007. "Though miles may lie between us, we're never far apart, for friendship doesn't count the miles, it's measured by the heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;008. "Don't measure the distance; measure my love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;009. "We are the perfect couple, we're just not in the perfect situation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. "5000 miles away and you are still right here, in my heart and mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER QUOTES COLLECTIONS: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collections.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-quotes-collection-3.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE QUOTES COLLECTION 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/marriage-quotes-1.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRIAGE QUOTES COLLECTION 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6945454454571751722-4895663846476457761?l=loveblogthing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/feeds/4895663846476457761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4895663846476457761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6945454454571751722/posts/default/4895663846476457761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-distance-relationship-quotes-1.html' title='LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP QUOTES 1'/><author><name>Skinny Jean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/STaElhvLeSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-9XPR6U9QNc/S220/1683214119_b2086bccf4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yIaA9qV7nek/SWsy4ycdYZI/AAAAAAAAAXo/vk16rMNCph8/s72-c/th_love-115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
