love-unrequited

Things We Do For Love

Sunday, September 21st, 2008
by Tony

In the interest of keeping personal issues, personal I was ask to password protect the previous entry.

Protected: Song Cry pt. 2

Sunday, September 21st, 2008
by Tony

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Song Cry

Sunday, September 21st, 2008
by Tony

Why Do We Do The Things We Do

Saturday, March 29th, 2008
by Tony

Why do we do the things we do, is it for love?
Do we say ‘I Love You’ because it seems like the right thing to do?
Do we feel obligated because we weren’t the first to utter those words?
Do we hope that you’re doing well or do we think that we’re just being ignored?
Why do we call, knowing you won’t answer?
Why do we do the things we do, maybe we don’t know any better?
Do we watch the phone ring because we’ve been hurt in the past?
Do we put up walls to keep those who love us away?
Why do we take people for granted, knowing they won’t always be there?
Why do we do the things we do, are we afraid?
Do we think so highly of your feelings that we hurt them inadvertently?
Do we think that pretty words, half-truths are the same as being honest?
Why do we care?
Why do we think such trivial things?
Why do we long for your touch, but hate the why you make us feel?
Why do we do the things we do?

And Like That, He Was Gone

Sunday, March 2nd, 2008
by Tony


The Confession

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007
by Tony

I need to confess something that I’ve been holding in for sometime and its time that I let the world know. I had fallen for someone and it truly affected how I thought, how I spoke and had I acted in my every day life. But like the says goes, “You shouldn’t make some a priority when you’re not even an option.” So why come out with all of this? Why now? Well I’ve come to a point where I need to move on and get over this. Hopefully bearing my soul will free me from the trance they have on me. Love is a powerful thing and I loved the Captain. 

Yeah, I need some time to get my head straight… 

Portrait of The Broken-Hearted

Monday, November 12th, 2007
by Tony

What happens when every song you hear reminds you of them? Every rational thought tells you that should not feel this way but you do anyway. Their presence makes me weak and yet I need to be strong. For I can’t have them and that is why I cry myself to sleep.

Lesson Learned

Monday, May 14th, 2007
by Tony

Just because he seems to like you, that doesn’t mean he does…And just because the interviews went well ,that doesn’t mean you’ll get the job.