I have opened my eyes
Just to see the truth,
To find out what matters most.

To survive through life,
To learn how to trust,
After all these years to stop feeling lost.

To find myself,
The questions, the answers,
The doubts, the lies
Which are all disguised.

Confusion. Tears. Stabbing pain.
Pride. Presumptions. False allegations.
I am surely going insane.
All I see are just complications. .

Laughter. Dreams. Passion. Emotions.
Can I have them back once and forever?
Can I smile again like nothing had happened?
Can I love again like I’ve never been hurt?
Can I sleep again like the sweetest baby?
Can I see the life like I once have been used to?

I have opened my eyes
Just to see the truth,
To find out that nothing has changed.

That my life is the same,
That my journey goes on.

But don’t ask me
Where it leads.

I have opened my eyes.
All I wanted I’ve got.
Just not sure it was what I needed.
Have I found the truth?
Not so sure I did…
I don’t know.
I can’t say.

By lena

What is love, but an emotion,
So strong and so pure,
That nurtured and shared with another
All tests it will endure?

What is love, but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow?

What is love, but a triumph,
A glorious goal attained,
The union of two souls, two hearts
A bond the angels have ordained?

What is love, but a champion,
To cast the tyrant from his throne,
And raise the flag of truth and peace,
And fear of death o’erthrow?

What is love, but a beacon,
To guide the wayward heart,
A blazing light upon the shoals
That dash cherished dreams apart?

And what is love, but forever,
Eternal and sincere,
A flame that through wax and wane
Will outlive life’s brief years?

So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,
In all places high and low,
That love for you is my reason to be,
And will never break or bow.

There are things good friends do that assure a wide network friends. What are these things? Is it possible to expand your circle of friends by changing your behavior and attitude towards people?

Some things good friends do instinctively:
• Good friends keep things to themselves that were told to them in confidence.
• They are reliable about things such as pre-arranged dates,times, or contributions to a dinner party.
• They are not jealous of your other friends. On the contrary, real friends are happy for you.
• Good friends phone or visit when you are sick, or your mother has died.
• They know when to listen and when to talk.
• They are one of those few people to whom you can say that you are not well, and they don’t feel uncomfortable.
• They know when to back off — sometimes you just need space and they do not interpret that as a personal rejection,because they do not see everything from their own point of view.
• They will tolerate your lively children, or your grumpy mother-in-law or you boisterous fox terrier.
• They will be honest with you if you ask their opinion, but once they have given it, will not hold it against you if you don’t follow their advice.

Here are some more things that a good friends will always do:
• Good friends never say “I told you so”, even if they are right.
• They will laugh and cry and be silly and get drunk with you, but will not tell others about it.
• They do not make you feel that you have to spring-clean your house before they visit.
• Good friends are not jealous of your success or your nice, new boyfriend.
• They will not allow other people to say nasty things about you in their presence without defending you.
• They will encourage you to do adventurous new things, such as sky-diving or dyeing your hair, or taking up diving.
• Good friends will laugh at your joke even if they have heard it six times before.
• They will take you out on your birthday, if you have nothing planned.
• Good friends don’t automatically expect you to agree with them on matters of sex, politics and religion.
• Good friends will fetch you, if your car breaks down even as late as two in the morning.
• They will go to the divorce court with you or visit you in hospital, if need be.

If you don’t have friends who do these things for you, it might be because you are not doing these things for them.So, seize the opportunity to prove how much they mean to you. Very often, people don’t warm up to you unless you how how much you care.

Good friends will laugh and cry and be silly and get drunk with you, but will not tell others about it.

When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joys within you dies
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind is full of red
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

tears are running ah running down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

Love is to share one’s self
For when in times of sorrow, love is to still spare a thought for others.
Love is to share one’s thoughts.
Love is to take time to care, even when your schedule allows not.
Love is to share one’s hope.
Love is to give your all, even though sometimes this isn’t seen.
Love is to share one’s dreams.
Love is to make more friends then to make enemies.
Love is to share one’s pain.
Love is a doorway to an infinite life of tenderness and fulfilment.
Love is to share one’s hapiness.
Love is a quality we all posses, although a quality not always to hand.
Love is to share one’s fears.
Love is but the seeds of an oak tree, for if planted with care,
will grow so strong no wind or storm can ever uproot.
Love is to share one’s sorrow.
Love is someone’s who’s special in every way
Love is to share one’s joy
Love is one’s perception of a meaning of a word.
Love is to share one’s tears
Love is much more than a word, love is what we are.
Love is to share one’s life.