I am getting better when I’m alone
But wish my house would feel like home

My heart is heavy again today
My hopes and dreams still washed away

I am getting better when I’m alone
But haven’t learned to be on my own

My fears are lessoned each passing day
My faith still tested when I pray

I am getting better when I’m alone
But wish my heart were made of stone

My emotions are still out of control
My love for her still deep in my soul

I am getting better when I’m alone
But still not sure the pain’s outgrown

My thoughts are getting clearer now
My pain subsides a bit somehow

I am getting better when I’m alone
But still confused each day I’m home

My dreams are coming back a bit
My hopes are real, my thoughts are fit

I guess it’s true, what they say
Time heals all wounds, day by day

I’m getting better when I’m alone
My future’s bright even though unknown

Thanks
Brett

LOVE WAS

Now that I look back on my life love has been elusive, an illusion. Similar to the use of smoke and mirrors in a magic show,
we want to believe it is real but deep down we know that it is just a trick.

I used to believe that

Love was something you received from other people

That you need to be complete or whole

That if you were good enough or perfect enough that it would not be taken from you.

That if you loved someone they would never disappoint, hurt, or judge you.

That if you loved someone enough that they would love you back and want what is best for you.

LOVE IS

Love is the intertwining of two minds, souls and hearts.

It transcends time in such a way as to peel away the visible years and wrinkles so all we see is the inner beauty of another.

It means that even though the other person knows your deepest darkest fears or secrets that they love you despite them; furthermore, you can trust that they will never use this information to harm you in any way.

Love means you can disagree with each other and know that the other person will still be there at the end of the day or your life with no repercussions.

Love is what we see when we look into the eyes of another during life's absolute worst moments and warms us with the knowledge that this person sees you only with compassion, understanding and kindness.

Love reminds me of a feeling similar to the warmth we get from the sunshine streaming through a window on a cold winters day. In its infancy it makes our knees week and causes butterflies in our stomachs but matures though the years to a steady burn in our hearts that enriches us by sharing our life with another.

Love is hope

- Deb Turner

WHAT IS LOVE?

Love is a lantern on a dark, dark night
Love is the feeling everything will turn out all right

Love is the sunshine that makes our flower bloom
Love is a "do not disturb" sign on the door of a room

Love is a comforter when cold winds are blowing
Love is not having to speak but somehow just knowing

Love is a dance to music only two can hear
Love is a new pair of glasses that makes everything seem clear

Love is a nap when life's made you tired
Love is a little portable ecstasy that leaves you inspired

Love is a lap where two grownups can cuddle
Love is a map to help you through life's muddle

Love is a best friend who shares your bed
Love is letting another person inside your heart and your head

Love is an angelic anchor on life's turbulent sea
Love is the connection between you and me

by Richard