If your talks are better than ours. If your laughs are harder than ours. If your sex is deeper than ours. If your connection is stronger than ours...then go on. But if when you see her, you feel the pain of wondering where I am. If when she laughs, you see my smile. If when she's gone, you look for the next distraction...weep. For that is love lost.

reminder

it's my not-so friendly, but "i want your best" little reminder that is kicking in this morning with a swift kick in the rear and EVEN WHEN YOU DON'T FEEL IT....GET UP! and i am not referring to the "hit the snooze button 9 times because you are exhausted and the bed is like a cozy cacoon swallowing you up." i'm referring to the "i'm wide awake. haven't slept a wink and want to just hide in this room with the shades down for the rest of the week."

GET UP. the battle doesn't get won by laying in the trenches. it is won by moving forward...one step at a time. with that in mind, i'm going where i don't want to go today. i'm drinking my coffee, putting a smile on my face, and taking on a new challenge. ready or not, here i come.

beauty

it isn't in the length of the stride or the width of the hips. it's not the curve of the back or the fullness of the lips. it's the tone of the voice. the strength of her character. the length of her love and the width of her patience. it's the fullness of her heart and the willingness of her grace. it's the choice that she makes to love you til death do you part.