tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89727707377554864722024-03-08T01:24:12.188-05:00melancholy state of mindTiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-40535533128843382862009-03-29T10:12:00.002-04:002009-03-29T10:14:37.685-04:00moving...I've moved! Please click here to come and visit..... <a href="http://windowstosoul.blogspot.com/">Window to my Soul</a><br />I will be leaving up all of my old blogs but won't be posting on them anymore.<br />Hope to see you there!Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-29231421062354114702009-03-24T18:16:00.001-04:002009-03-24T18:16:51.133-04:00the end<div align="center">not saying goodnight</div> <div align="center">or i love you</div> <div align="center">for the first time in 13 years</div> <div align="center">i'm sensing the beginning of the end...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">by tiffany cross on 2/5/09</span><br /></div>Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-79135922965559787362009-03-24T18:13:00.000-04:002009-03-24T18:14:35.782-04:00blind<div align="center">never forgetting what might have been,</div> <div align="center">you'll never let it go</div> <div align="center">every time i think we're good again,</div> <div align="center">i find things i didn't know.</div> <div align="center">things weighing heavy on your heart</div> <div align="center">about a girl from long ago,</div> <div align="center">you hide it fairly well from me</div> <div align="center">but <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">i'm</span> not blind, i always know.</div> <div align="center">"jealous and insecure" you say,</div> <div align="center">"a mountain of a mole hill"</div> <div align="center">you think that these words justify</div> <div align="center">your actions of free will.</div> <div align="center">poets write about old flames</div> <div align="center">their words ring <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">thru</span>, </div> <div align="center">what a shame you were the one too blind to see</div> <div align="center">who it was that really loved you...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">by tiffany cross on 1/29/09</span><br /></div>Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-3101969171712683102009-03-24T17:49:00.002-04:002009-03-24T18:15:28.901-04:00crutch<div id="pBlogBody_394613876" class="blogContent"> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">so intent on watching and waiting for me to fall, instead of hoping that I'll succeed...</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">it has become a crutch for you, enabling you to keep the focus off of yourself and the issues that you have yet to face, let alone even begin to take on or conquer...</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">it's always that way in families, everyone singles out one person to focus on, one person to fault for every wrong that's been done... conveniently forgetting that they too have faults and shortcomings. </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">the trust has all but disappeared, coming dangerously close to just that. you have become so incredibly engrossed in what I'm doing wrong that you are completely blinded to anything at all that I've done right or good or true, you are completely convinced that success is impossible for me... for us... </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">maybe it's a co-dependence thing, if I change for the better, then you no longer have reasons to run away... but what you don't seem to understand is that if you have the desire to run away, all you have to do is go, instead of playing this cat/mouse game every time you feel restless... </span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">there's nothing more that I can do to prove myself to you</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> love me or hate me</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I am who I am</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> this is what it is</span></p> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> what more do you want from me?</span></p><div style="text-align: center;">by tiffany cross<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div></div>Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-15489005185958180212009-03-14T12:25:00.001-04:002009-03-14T12:25:27.595-04:00unintended...words said, taken not for what they meant,<br />I am paralyzed in guilt for the pain inflicted by them.<br />two different people with understandings unalike,<br />if only the true meaning of my words could be uncovered,<br />never intended to hurt or shame another.<br />thoughts constantly fester in my mind until released, at last,<br />although never in the appropriate way, the way I long to hear<br />with my own ears, with true love and kindness.<br />Instead, without a doubt, each word always spews<br />from these unfamiliar lips, not unlike toxic venom from a snake.<br /><br />when will the lesson be learned that sweet honey will forever be the only way...<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 78%;">written by Tiffany Cross 3/14/09</span>Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8972770737755486472.post-7952885892042953652009-03-14T12:16:00.002-04:002009-03-14T12:21:01.305-04:00boulderssomeone please remove this chip from my shoulders<br />weight of the world, as big as a boulder<br />i hate myself for hurting so many<br />over and over<br />never learning from my mistakes...<br /><br />i fall to my knees, screaming, arms reaching to the sky,<br />begging forgiveness<br /><br />all falling on ears, deaf from the exhaustion of it all...<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">written by: tiffany cross 3/14/09</span>Tiffanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13866427556365110189noreply@blogger.com0