i ran up the door
closed the stairs
said my pajamas
and put on my prayers
turned off the bed
and hopped into the light
all because you kissed me goodnight
-
Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. You build up this whole armor, for years, so no one can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life.... You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore and leaves you crying in the darkness.
-
If you could tell someone you love exactly how you feel, what would you say?
...well? What're you waiting for?
-
You're...
My friend,
my companion,
through good times and bad
my friend,
my buddy,
through happy and sad,
beside me you stand,
beside me you walk,
you're there to listen,
you're there to talk,
with happiness,
with smiles,
with pain and tears,
I know you'll be there, throughout
the
years!
You are all good friends to me and I am grateful to you.
-

-

you make me high
you make me real
you make me cry
now you know the way I feel
love is all around you
your universe is full
but in my world
there is only you

((this was straight from an email they sent out... it's from david and ayra to burt and elisha))
To Whom It May Apply,
This is for Elisha and Burt. You kids have been with us through the good times as well as the bad and, to show our appreciation for all that you two have done, Ayra and I wrote this poem, from the depths of our hearts to you.

Burt/Elisha, you are the mustard on my hot dog...
The salt of my fries....
The chocolate on my ants...
The caffeine in my cola...
The dry ice on my lamp post...
The cheese on my onions...
The lettuce on my cheeseburger...
The beans in my burrito...
The syrup on my pancake...
The strings on my bass guitar (6)...
The windshield wiper on my car...
The jelly in my peanut butter and jelly sandwhich...
The portable heater in my cardboard box...
The college ruled pages in my notebook...
The vegetable oil on my frying pan...
The lord of my rings...
The bubble gum at the bottom of my desk...
The sparkle in my mint flavored toothpaste...
The knife to compliment my spoon...
AND... The duck on my tape :).

With Love,
David and Ayra

-

I Hate The Way You Talk To Me,

And The Way You Cut Your Hair.

I Hate The Way You Drive My Car.

I Hate It When You Stare.

I Hate Your Big Dumb Combat Boots,

And The Way You Read My Mind.

I Hate You So Much It Makes Me Sick--

It Even Makes Me Rhyme.

I Hate The Way You're Always Right.

I Hate It When You Lie.

I Hate When You Make Me Laugh--Even worse

When You Make Me Cry.

I Hate It When You're Not Around

And The Fact That You Didn't Call.

But Mostly I Hate The Way

I Don't Hate You--

Not Even Close, Not Even A Little Bit, Not Any
At All.


(that was from joey's favorite movie..)

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