This Is The Kind Of Love I Need In Order To Love Again

If I should love again,

I will choose the kind of love

that sees through me.

The kind of love that tells me I am beautiful even if I just woke up and haven’t brushed my hair yet.

The kind of love that knows

what I want to eat for lunch or dinner.

The kind of love that knows all my favorites without me telling each.

The kind of love that knows exactly where to find me when I am lost.

The kind of love that accepts me no matter what I become and what I will be.

The kind of love that brings out the best, the bravest and the kindest in me.

The kind of love that is always there for me but I might have been taken for granted, most of the times.

The kind of love that stays and unconditional.

If I should love again, I will choose the love greater than my mother’s love.

Oh I guess, I will never love again.

 

 

Thank You for Condolences

Hello Everyone –

“I was very sad and heartbroken by the death of my uncle, but reading the fine words that you wrote on my wall I felt some relief.  I thank the Lord for helping me find comfort and every one of you for joining me at this very sad time. “

“Someone very special was gone forever from this world and I feel an immense pain, however with your display of affection and affection you have made my heart rejoice. I am grateful to all of you for your special messages that have helped me find peace and tranquility I needed. “

 

 

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There’s always some reason to feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There’s vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don’t make no difference, escaping one last time
It’s easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of an Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

You’re in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here