Blind Both

When we both will meet our scars and colors face to face, both darkened fragile heart for exchanging our pains...
we should meet our questioning eyes with acceptance and knowing, a bond forms, closes in on the two of us and we become something rare for the rest of our life.
Addressing conversation with caring and thoughtful consideration,
as we look forward to spend our time together, enjoying thoughts
exchanged silently throughout our lives... until then you will enjoy watching our blind hawks exchanging the pride.

It's called LIFE.

listen carefully, to those so simple words ... there are life's questions are tough to answer.
To doubt ones self can make a 'what if' wonder.
The color of love is red but so is the thought of feelings murder. 
One persons perception can be another's deception. 
What is constant...? 
What will remain..? 
Some think time will end and others that heavens promise will begin. 
Can you tell me the definition of love and who really created hate..? 
Can you tell me what friend will always be there no matter what..? 
What about the enemy you should always keep close..! Are they truly your enemy then..? 
What is the meaning of a tear..? 
Does it mean you are no longer sad when you have none left..? 
I know love, have experienced it first hand with you. God has given me that. yet I still wonder about the original plan... O, I forgot to send my congratulations for your winning, and you also forgot to remember that; there is a big 'if' between Love and Endurance. It's called LIFE.

I'll stand by you...

Everything is so unknown just by pretending...
pretending is the only way to make others think that all is comprehending.
Pretending is the only way to escaped one's loneliness,
Pretending as one lived by, nobody knows what one feels, coward or brave, fear or fearless...
isn't it..!