I wonder if he remembers me

Or if I'm just a memory

I wonder if he thinks of us

Or if he finds it useless

I wonder how things would be

If he had never left me

I wonder how he is

And if I'm still a love of his

I think about him everyday

And wonder if he's okay

I think about how happy we were

And the memories make the tears stir

I think about the plans we made

While we were laying in the shade

I think about all we said

And the lives we lead

To not know

Where to go

To not know where to find

A place where he may hide

To not be able to see his face

Puts my heart so out of place

To not know when he's near

Is my greatest fear

There's so much in my head

That I wish I'd said

There's so many missed kisses

For my unanswered wishes

There's only so many ways

For me to make it through the days

There's so little light

In my heart tonight

What would I say

If given a day

What would happen

If I could have him

What joy it would bring

To hear him sing

What would I feel

If he were here for real

I miss him each day

That he is away

I miss him looking out for me

The way it used to be

I miss his love

That protected me like a glove

I miss him

So much it's made my heart dim

I wonder if he still cares

That's a question that tears

I wonder what he's like

If he'd tell me to take a hike

I wonder if he fears

That I don't hold him dear

But most of all

I wonder if he still loves me

Or if I'm just a memory

Of what used to be

A Teenager Is...

A person who can't remember to walk the dog but never forgets a phone number.

A weight watcher who goes on a diet by giving up candy bars before breakfast.

A youngster who receives her allowance on Monday, spends it on Tuesday, and borrows it from her best friend on Wednesday.

Someone who can hear his favorite singer 3 blocks away but not his mother calling from the next room.

A whiz who can operate the latest computer without a lesson but can't make a bed.

A student who spends 12 minutes studying history and 12 hours studying for her driver's license.

A connoisseur of 2 kinds of fine music--loud and very loud.

An enthusiast who has the energy to bike for miles but is usually too tired to dry the dishes.

A young woman who loves the cat and tolerates the brother.

A romantic who never falls in love more than once a week.

A budding beauty who never smiles until her braces come off.

A boy who can sleep till noon on any Saturday he suspects the lawn needs mowing.

An original thinker who is positive that her mother was never a teenager.

had a blah day...some good, some not so good...My jealous nature showed today and that was not cool of me...ugh
anyway, its 330am here and i'm wide awake again. This not sleeping bit is gonna be the death of me...gonna go take a pill and see if that works. you know something? Its weird...I've never missed someone this bad before...what gives?

"Where did I come from?",young Freddy said
His father choked, whilst his Mother went red
But being prepared for this moment already
His Mother quietly took the hand of young Freddy

And led him away to the quiet of the den
Where she picked up a book made to enlighten young men
Starting off with the birds and then with the bees
She proceeded to lecture with quiet expertise

Progressing to humans to ova and sperm
But noticing that Freddy was not keen to learn
He kept glancing around and looking about
His Mother was worried that she'd left something out

How vast was his knowledge on the subject already?
"Any questions then?" she asked of Young Freddy
"But where did I come from" that's what I mean
My Mate came from Scotland, and his Dad, Aberdeen

There once was a time
I was omnipotent,
but now, some years later,
I'm just impotent.

I heard about cures
from books and TV
and thought some of them
might do it for me.

Maybe some Rogaine
would bring back my hair
and make me look sexy,
and suave, debonair.

Then there's Viagra,
the little blue pill.
If nothing else works,
Bob Dole says it will.

I heard of males hormones
from ads on TV.
"They bring back your sex drive,
just try 'em, you'll see!"

I went to the drug store
and bought all this stuff.
I used them together,
used more than enough.

Drug interactions
did strange things to me
and caused some reactions
that just shouldn't be.

That hair-growing Rogaine
grew hair thick and black
all over my body,
especially my back.

Viagra did nothing
for my little friend,
but made all that hair
stand straight up on end.

The hormones gave sex drive,
my outlook is great,
but due to the hair,
I can't get a date.

Now I'm in a fix.
There's no antidote.
I'm back where I started
but look like a goat.

All of this trouble
is something I've earned.
"Don't fool Mother Nature's"
the first thing I learned!

I need to make something clear to all of my friends here on NN.

I am yes, in a miserable mood lately, for reasons beyond control of certain people and myself...

Some people have jumped to conclusions about something and I want to make it clear that YOU ARE WRONG.

Yes, I have broken up with my bf. For reasons that I understand and have been made somewhat clear enough for me.

No, he did not cheat on me, and I do not think he is capable of doing so...deep in my heart I know he would never either.

So for the people here on NN that want to jump to conclusions, please don't...

If you feel the need to "bash" myself or the bf, feel free, but I know that I can hold my own. I know the truth of why we are separated and that is all that matters to us.

Thank you to everyone that has understood my moods and thank you for keeping me sane...

Next topic?

Sitting here thinking...came up with this....
To you, from me...always. xoxo


I miss your kiss,
I miss your touch,
There is so much about you I miss,
I miss your arms around me at night,
I miss the way you held me so tight,
I miss our talks in bed at night,
Your hand in mine, it felt so right.

You caught me when I was about to fall,
I miss you looking into my eyes,
And lying in bed watching the sun rise,
I miss the feeling of being free,
With you is where I wanted to be,
I miss everything about you.

I miss the love you made me feel,
Now I'm sifting through the ashes wondering,
What was real,
I miss the way we didn't have to talk,
Our hearts seemed to know what we wanted to say,
You stole the key to my hearts lock.

I still feel your arms around me,
At night as I try to sleep,
Was it feelings we both share?
I felt you genuinely care,
I saw life with you there,
I felt so content with you,
Happier than I have ever been,
I thought in my eyes, it could be seen.

I miss the feeling of being whole,
That I finally belonged with someone,
You connected with every inch of my soul.
In those few months you had me flying,
Now I just want to sit here crying,

You must have been a gift from the Heavens above,
Sent to me to feel a little love,
I left a part of me there with you,
I miss the magic in the air,
The feelings we both now share,
I wish you knew how I truly felt,
That at the touch of your hand,
I just wanted to melt.

And as our bodies together meshed,
Our hearts beat as one,
Our passion as hot as the blazing sun,
I fell in love with everything you do,
And the truth is I miss... YOU

Feeling really crappy...needed to write something...

It's true and I do understand the circumstances...

The saddest love is to love someone, to know that they still want you, but the circumstances don't let you have them.

So true......

Just upset today...long story and I'm not getting into it here (your welcome)
Talk to people later...

PM me if you need to know.

~Brat~

I dont fly around the house with a cape,
I dont fight evil on a daily basis,
I dont say "pow" and the house is clean,
I dont have powers to see thru walls,
I dont heal wounds with a wave of a wand,
I dont have a super transporter to get to and from
but I do fly around the house keeping it clean with a shower curtain for a cape
I do fight the "monsters" under the beds
I keep the house clean with alot of work
I wish I could see thru walls, but have eyes in the back of my head
I heal wounds with a bandaid and a kiss
I drive a car to and from appointments...

I am mom, I am super, maybe not a super hero, but to my kids, I am a super mom