Now what?

The days pass so quickly, though nights last forever.
Our house is so empty, though it is still so full of us.
Everything is as it always was, and yet, not as it was.
And, I’m still me, but not the me I once was.

There’s no going back, no matter how much we want.
What once there was, once was and is no more.
Though we may both wish it, it is naught but a wish.
It has been allowed to go, to become our memory.

So, what happens next, do you know better than me?
For what happens to me, will not happen to you.
But whatever will happen, either to you or to me,
I hope we never forget, what had tried to be.

Thanks...

I'm not the best at saying thanks, but... 
For trying to understand me and suffering me in silence
For the helping hand and for asking nothing in return
For the thoughts in my absence and the undeserved compliments
For confiding in me and the trust you place in me
For not judging me and your acceptance of me
For being truthful and knowing I can take it
For standing by me, supporting me and believing in me
For making me feel better about me
For your honest friendship
Thanks

Thank you...

In the twilight of our years my love,
I have much to be thankful for.
My life has been wonderful,
For no other reason than you,
I was guided to your side,
I couldn’t fight my destiny.
There have been ups and downs,
On our amazing trip through life,
But the times of trouble,
Were thankfully few.
Now as we sit here, looking back,
At what brought us to this place,
There is something I must say,
Whilst I have it in my mind.

You were my dream and you are my reality.
You were my heart and my strength.
You were my tears and you were my laughter,
And you will always be so, forever.

And if ...

"No, I don't", isn't a legitimate answer to the question "Do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?"

Then why do they ask?

God is perfect?

If one considers that God is perfect, then surely he would be incapable of producing anything which was less than perfect, and as is plain for all to see, the universe is far from perfect and this place even less so.

So it follows that God isn't perfect, he hasn't single-handedly sat down and made everything that is, he didn't make trees and flowers and birds and all the other stuff either. If he was truly perfect, then his creations would also be perfect, flawless, incapable of anything less than perfection.

Again, it's apparent that nothing is perfect, and if you think that God took the trouble to make all this stuff, then he's pretty crappy at it. For crying out loud I could do a damn sight better.

So if perhaps we assume that God, being surrounded by all this nothingness and what have you and nothing on the telly, suddenly thought "I know, I'll set something off and watch what happens!", then it's perhaps a bit easier to get your head round. And when the first tree popped up, he probably said "Shit that's awesome! Why didn't I think of that?"

I fail to see any conflict at all.

My chubby girlfriend…

Maybe…

Her weight is perfect, between 30kg and 100kg.
She is tall of course, about 100 to 200cm tall.
Her beautiful skin colour compliments mine, but I don’t know its name. The same is said of her ever changing hairstyle.
Her eyes… Oh her eyes… They change hue every time I look, which I do, constantly.

She is ever graceful, even when she cleans or washes… She is always so feminine, especially when she wins the pillow fights… Her contagious laugh resounds through the house when we chase each other, always collapsing onto the bed in each others arms… When apart, we message constantly, call constantly, and race home to be together again… She’s out with her friends and sends “I miss you…”, I’m upstairs and I send “I miss you...” We can not make love and not laugh… We can not pass and not touch… We can not look and not know…

If you see her, please tell her I’m looking for her.

He is...

He's stable, responsible and reliable, strong but also gentle and understanding. He is softly spoken, but his words are well chosen, thoughtful and meaningful. He is considerate of others and sensitive to their feelings. His partner is his equal, there to share all experiences good, bad and indifferent. He listens just as much as he talks and he appreciates his partner’s point of view. He loves his partner and appreciates the fact that it is him that she has chosen to share her life and experiences with. Though he may be capable of anger, it is not achieved with ease and it is never towards his family. He doesn’t need to prove anything. He easily compromises but never with his values.