You ~

And I don’t just mean physically ๐Ÿƒ

I want you when you’re bursting with happiness and I want you when you feel so sad you can’t get out of bed. ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŒฟ

I want you when it pours down with rain and I want you when the sun decides to come out. โ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŒฟ

I want to know who means the world to you, who inspires you, and who you never want to speak to again. ๐Ÿƒโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒฟ

I want to learn about past events and I want to create new experiences together. ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€

I want to understand how you think and how you feel. โ˜˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒฟ

I want so much to be there to love you when you need me and want you to know I’ll be here no matter what when you don’t. ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ€

I want you to know that even through rocky times, I’ll always be here wanting you.” โ˜˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฟ

I want to know every detail about you from where your freckles are placed, to the most intricate thoughts of your mind.


I crave to know how it would feel to have my fingers intertwined with yours and your skin pressed up against mine. ๐ŸŒฟ

I envy the strangers who pass you on the streets, for they see you in the mornings, afternoons, and evenings and in all the ways I wish I could. ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ


Nothing compares ~

Nothing compares to that first kiss with someone.

And I’m not talking about a random kiss from a stranger you met at a party.

I’m talking about that first kiss with the person you’ve been getting to know and falling for slowly.

I’m talking about that moment when you both are standing there and the only sound you can hear is that of your heart racing in your ears.

And your breathing becomes varied and the adrenaline starts pumping.

And the entire time you’re freaking out because you pray that you don’t miss this moment up.

But you don’t rush this kiss even though your entire body is sending you signals to get the hell out of that situation.

And when your lips finally connect with this person, something happens.

Your lips suddenly form a bridge for the emotions of the other to flood onto.

And both of your hands don’t know where to be so they desperately grab onto whatever skin they touch.

And within that ten second window, everything else suddenly doesn’t matter.

And you both pull away, with your fingers still lingering on each other’s skin

Your breathing still stuttered and your eyes still closed because reality can wait a couple more seconds before it comes crashing in again.

Yeah, nothing compares to that first kiss.


A letter to my husband ~

We were given this gift by our creators.

And this cosmic sex can heal the body, mind, and soul if one is taught how to do this.

It is one of the greatest gifts we have.

As the husband penetrates his wife, she will open up completely, and take his masculine energy in from his genitals and feel it throughout her body and soul.

And she will naturally return this energy, adding her feminine energy to it.

This will cycle around and will ‘charge’ the couple with almost unbelievably beautiful energy.

As the couple engages in this sort of real love making, they will find that they can touch and sense each other’s souls.

And eventually, they will feel like one.




My dear love, sometimes I scare myself by thinking, what if you were not a part of my life.

I have insecurities, only because I love you so much, and I know for a fact that, your presence makes my life complete.

Without you, I would be so lost that I know that I would never be able to find myself again.

So all want from you is your love and attention, and be the one who brings a smile to your face always.

I love you much more than anything in the world, just stay mine forever.



Watch “Once In A Lifetime – Michael Bolton” on YouTube

In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we were to go through our life without any obstacles, we would be crippled. We would not be as strong as we could have been. Give every opportunity a chance, leave no room for regrets

Youโ€™ve gotta dance like thereโ€™s nobody watching,
Love like youโ€™ll never be hurt,
Sing like nobody is listening,
And live like itโ€™s heaven on earth

Kindness ๐Ÿ’ฅ

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Have you ever experienced someone been happy because of you ? its a amazing feeling



Writing Your Story

We all have a story to tell, whether we publish it or keep it for just ourselves or our family; allow yourself to be heard.
Everyone, at one time or another, has wanted to express his or her story. Writing a memoir to read privately, share with family or friends, or publish is an emotionally satisfying way to gain perspective on your experiences while sharing your unique voice.

We’ve all experienced feelings and events in our lives that we are longing to write down. Giving in to that urge can give you an outlet for purging any frustration, anxiety, or long-dormant feelings. No one else has to read it.

You may even want to write your story without reading it right away. Satisfying the need to tell your story is not predicated upon your writing ability. It does, however, take effort to write down the truth in detail.

Your memories, captured on paper as descriptive scenes, sights, sounds, and scents, may at first seem disconnected or incomplete. But rest assured that you possess the ability to shape your recollections into stories.

Everyone wants to be heard. Reading your story to others can meet that need. Writing your story can also help you understand your life experiences. And when you finish writing, you may be surprised at what you have accomplished.

Your story can encompass as much or as little of your life as you prefer. You may surprise yourself with new insights, or you may find yourself exploring your roots, your identity, and your future through your words.

Allow your writing to guide you and write as truthfully as possible. Don’t worry about what others will think of your journey, your style of writing, or your words.

Research has shown that writing a personal narrative filled with feelings and perceptions can create long-term health benefits. As you write, remember to have compassion for yourself, particularly when writing about traumatic events.

If you are a young person, you can add to your life story as you grow older. Your writing may help family members know you better, or they may understand themselves more through reading about your experiences. More importantly, you are permanently expressing yourself, giving a gift to yourself, and letting your voice be heard.

Letter To My Husband

Feelings ~

The feeling I don’t have,

I won’t say I have.

The feelings you say you have, you don’t have.

The feelings you would like us both to have, we neither of us have.

The feelings people ought to have, they never have.

If people say they’ve got feelings, you may be pretty sure they haven’t got them.

So if you want either of us to feel anything at all

You’d better abandon all ideas of feelings altogether.

Letter To My Husband

Now I understand what you said to me ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ˜Œ

You were a doorway to me; You let me out of the confines

Into this strange country

Where people are crowded like thistles,

Yet are shapely and comely to see.

My little love, my dearest

Twice have you issued me,

Once from your womb, sweet mother,

Once from myself, to be Free of all hearts, my darling,

Of each heartโ€™s home-life free.

And so, my love, my mother, I shall always be true to you;

Twice I am born, my dearest,

To life, and to death, in you;

And this is the life hereafter

Wherein I am true.

I kiss you goodbye, my darling,

Our ways are different now;

You are a seed in the night-time,

I am a man, to plough

The difficult glebe of the future

For God to endow.

I kiss you goodbye, my dearest,

It is finished between us here.

Oh, if I were calm as you are,

Sweet and still on your bier!

O God, if I had not to leave you Alone, my dear!

Let the last word be uttered,

Oh grant the farewell is said!

Spare me the strength to leave you

Now you are dead.

I must go, but my soul lies helpless Beside your bed.


You forgot you died today –


So, you were given The Gift! to manifest YOUR DREAMS,

But! Were you ready – to insure that all (or! enough! of) your streams,

Would be: crystal and clear and filled with good vibrations?

Obviously-NOT! And-so! We’re stuck-in-our individual-nations!

When-are-you-ready? When-can-anyone-know,

When THEY CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH! When-they-can-“give-IT-a-go,”

And BE GOD! MANIFEST in This Dimension?

A monster made FLESH! Can-you feel The Tension?

A man (once dead?) was asked – by SOME-GOD,

“What do you want ‘down there? ‘ When-you’re-stuck-in-THE-BOD?”

And, after thinking, with thoughts-pretty-clear,

He said: “Here’s what I want -May I have this, my Dear?

(1) I want no knowledge of this conversation;

And (2) No knowledge of this, my ‘proclamation,’

Which-is – to be ‘a healer’ of all in pain!

On-whomever my shadow falls, may that person gain,

‘Reasonable’ health, physical AND mental,

Having no need of doctors, medical or dental,

And (3) I’ll never have any idea – that it was me,

That had anything to do with it! For, don’t you see,

IF I was aware of this wonderful power,

I would become prideful OR I would cower,

Knowing the awesome responsibility of it all!

There, God of Wishes! That is MY CALL!”

“Well wished for,” said The Genie to me;

“Your wish is granted! I hope to see,

More of you in ‘the future!’ Good luck! Don’t cry!”


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You for you died today –

Grief is wanting to hold that love close one last time. The irony of grief is that the person you need to talk and hold, to smell, to feel that loving heartbeat when they are no longer there will follow you everywhere you go. When a women truly loves her man those feelings never leave you. All that matters its who you love and who loves you, they are always with you until tomorrow the love I sleep in your shirt, youโ€™re always holding me. See you in Venus, whoa ๐Ÿ˜ฎ I been loved by the bestโค๏ธ

Venus โค๏ธ

You forgot you died today ยฉ๏ธ