Tip of the Day: Dealing with StressStress is the root for many health problems. It's not necessary. Just do what you need to do. Stop stressing.In high pressure situations if I start stressing I will think what is the worst that could happen and how could I bounce back from that. Once I see that I would still be ok and be able to come back from that difficulty... then the stress disappears. Then I start imagining what would it feel like to be successful and that gets me excited to continue towards my goals.Stress is something that everyone deals with in their own ways but if you don't have an effective way to deal with it, feel free to try my method.Bobby
an hour i can never get backthe light overheadfluorescent like thatin a train station-millions of milesheld in the same breathbeneath the same roof-flutter in rolling hillssometimes like the moonand sometimes like the sun.it is like the day and nightof you that i see-the day, so many more mileslike that train station,than the complete lack of spaceand utter abeyance of distancewe would find at night.i fear that,maybe,your absent heartwill become ugly to me;that,simply your fearwill turn my hurt to flame.it is already too muchto flicker from rose to dessicationin the matter of timesthe secondhand twitches.all i ask is forhonesty, as exposed astree roots to the desert sandstorms.in turn,i promise peace, ease,and the everlong reliefthat i will be quietfor you once more.
Love Is. Love Is Love isWhen I can'tSay your nameWithout feeling the butterfliesLove is whenI didn't knowI could feel like thisAnd yet it feels better each dayLove is whenYou think you'll never get over itBut time heals allAnd eventually you let them goLove is whenWe talk day after dayAnd the conversationNever gets oldAnd love is whenYou hold my heart in your handAnd you wake me up with your lipsAnd love is whenA song comes onAnd we both know all the wordsAnd love is whenI don't even knowWhere I endAnd you beginLove is when we are so tightly wrappedAround the other's fingersThat you have no idea how to untangle yourselfLove is when you realize you don't want toLove is whenYour head is on my shoulderAnd your lips are on my neckAnd your words fill my earsLove is differentFrom any other feelingAnd love is what sets us all apartAnd love is what brings us all togetherLove is not one heartBut two heartsTwo hearts that just happen to beatTo the same rh
can't take my eyes off of you.you are the warmest tidein the midst of an indian summerpulling me in deeper with every word;every whisper and quiet breathfrom your flawless lips.there's a language on your facethat i can read like no-one elsewill ever be able tothe lines fold and curve and your eyelidsshiver and twitch so i'm able to readinto your dreams and tell whetheri need to kiss you awake andout of danger.i want to take all of your nightmaresand toss them under the bedso you'll never find thembetween the dusty old booksand forgotten papersyou don't remember putting there.and i want to shut your cupboardsand rip of the locks.in fact, why not get rid of them all together?just live out of boxeslike when we first moved in,as monsters could never fit in those tinycardboard houses with the miceand the dishes.count sheep with me tonightand i'll tuck you into bedwith a kiss goodnightand an untouchable storyof how two monstersfell in loveand count my bonesin the morning asyou strip me