Nothing is better than being in your arms.

If it ain’t real, it ain’t love…

This is a poem-type deal I wrote on Facebook a while back, and I figured I’d post it here.

Written on 22 July 2010.

Wonder always what is something I always mean to my life?

World is not a bore if you always find something interesting even in the tinniest things.

Never seen or heard of the word until a minute ago. So proudy it’s become my title! Now for the article I have yet to think of, gaining no insight or inspiration from that…. I have no clue what to write about now. I just want to write. So here goes……..

Just a quick little poem. Not even sure if its finished.

I wrote this for my buddy. Because I changed, and it resulted in us growing apart.

I tried to express that feeling of confusion when you follow the same routine and everything look so boring when there is no change in life.

Just when your bored.