Sunday, January 23, 2011

If a simple caring loving attitude is so difficult... that difficult... then forget about everything...

Reciprocal? yes, there are always responses, results that comes from what we do, think and say... we are living beings....

Yes, waiting is not a game.... it is uncaring, unloving and hurting... insincere, it can be purposeful though unknowingly...

These are all stories, make believe... who cares? It can happen to just anyone... count your blessings if you are still loved...

Whose fault? we all have good memories....

Love nurtured can be killed instantly by ignoring or neglecting her for a certain period of time...

No gifts, no words, no promises are better than a simple caring loving attitude... NEVER FORGET ABOUT HER LOVE...

When love disappear, care and trust will be no where to be seen... be aware of what we think, what we do and what we say...

What is trust? Be open, be honest, be sincere, GIVE and TAKE right? so how are you going to treat her?

Too many of us treat our loved ones as reserves, only refering to them when in need of their help or aids..likewise almost forgotten...



Only in trust that a relationship is built, but love is reciprocal....

The account of trust and love must not be over withdrawn with too much sorry... and excuses...the day will come when she is such a stranger to you...

A relationship without communication is just like a garden which allows weeds of mistrust, mistakes and misunderstandings to grow...

The room is no better than the freezer... It is as cold and as lonely...

Love to see you lie...

A poor excuse is nothing but a terminological inexactitude... [ a lie]

He has become Mr. sorry ... count all those sorry sorry....Waiting is not a game..

True love is in action, it is not build on empty promises nor sweet words...

All promises broken, all hope gone... her ecpectations became disappointments...

She waited and waited... all in vain for that someone who never came...

She has no destination, just as if walking into empty space... love must have a direction but she has not found it...,

She cares so much that one day, she will not know how to care any longer..

Your silence is killing her love softly...She might not think well, eat well or sleep well...

If love is not a joy or something to hope for, it is not love...