I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The Corner Office Of My Mind
You tell me that everything is rented. That even my time, is borrowed. Well, sir, at least my thoughts are my own.
I own my thoughts and I own my memories..
ReplyDeleteI love you.. that's what I do and you can not take that away from me.
This is my thought, on your thought.
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Please keep going back, To the first thought,it was god enough to start there. It has to be good to visit there.
My real thoughts belong to me. The ones you will never see. Words I write apon the pages belong to whom peeks a read.
ReplyDeleteAs always, beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAnd what beautiful thoughts they are too.
ReplyDeletemy prayer for you is that they would always be.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure if this is still open to join. But I am interested.
ReplyDeleteYou have my sword
What makes you sure. Thoughts are the one thing more changeable than the weather, if you try to own all of them you might just go mad.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully said. It's the truth too. No matter what, our thoughts are our own, no matter how often they change :)
ReplyDeleteOnly you think so
ReplyDeleteand that's the one thing you'll never take away from me.because my thoughts are not for sale.
ReplyDeleteLovely.
ReplyDeletethank you. i love you.
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