From: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org (eda-thoughts-digest) To: eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Subject: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #65 Reply-To: eda-thoughts@smoe.org Sender: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-eda-thoughts-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk eda-thoughts-digest Monday, June 29 1998 Volume 01 : Number 065 Today's Subjects: ----------------- ET: another [moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us)] ET: Tough Person [msinghaus@msmisp.com (Melissa Singhaus)] ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #64 [Angeljlb96@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sat, 27 Jun 1998 22:40:11 -0700 From: moonsong@ix.netcom.com (Us) Subject: ET: another Dear Angels, I'm still begging silently and praying to anything I can believe in that he will call and say he made a mistake, that he does love me, that there's a chance. I realized at 1:00 am last night that what hurts the most is realizing how much I still love him. Everything I see reminds me of him, and when I can hear him saying sweet things that I remember from not long ago, my heart just wrenches. I don't know how to cope and I'm so miserable. I almost get a handle on things and then something comes up and I fall apart all over again. I recently said that I'd found a reason for living, it was him, and now that reason has become the faint hope that is hardly a hope, a hope that I can get him back somehow. Because everyone says that there will be others, but at the moment it seems all the beautiful sweet wonderful things I loved and still love about him are in him and only him. All my dreams were made to come true in him, they did, and now it ended, I wasn't ready, it can't be true, please say this is a dream. Your weary, tired, sad, heart-bleeding angel, Sam the ? angel "And I have the sense to recognize that I don't know how to let you go" ~Sarah McLachlan~ 24 hours sm 6-27-98 it has been 24 life-shattering heart-breaking time-dragging soul-wrenching hours since that moment when you said i was no longer your own where did the love go why did the zest disappear and leave me standing here yearning in wait for a return that may only linger in the unforseen future how can lips that said such words now be so casually calm how can lips that kissed so sincerely now seep no soothing balm it has been 24 deathening hours since i found out you won't hold me tightly your arms around my waist you won't kiss my neck you won't look at me with that blue-eyed stare and you won't say you love me you no longer will say all you need is me to be happy your heart is no longer caught up in the passion of loving me your eyes are no longer only set on my eyes your mind is no longer filled with dreams meant to come true you don't whisper sweet words on my golden-eyed vision of a lovely world you don't assure softly that you will always protect me from the dangers of life it has been 24 mind-staggering heart-bleeding soul-sobbing hope-searching self-pleading hours since you told me that this will be life moonsong@ix.netcom.com ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 28 Jun 1998 01:44:37 -0000 From: msinghaus@msmisp.com (Melissa Singhaus) Subject: ET: Tough Person I thought I would share a poem I wrote the other night during a storm. I would like feed back on it weather it is any good or not and what meaning you gather from it. This is a post from Guardian Angel. Tough Person Tough Person takes what has been dealt them and learns to adjust to the hate other children do to them. They laugh even though they hurt inside. A tough person never gives up when the road seems endless and long. A tough person grows up to be a tough adult doesn't let being molested as a teenager stop them. A tough person is true to themselves and doesn't cry when they hurt. A tough person finaly lets people out when they over come brainwashing of their so called best-friend who turns out not to be a friend at all but an enemy to the list of enemies they already have. A tough person let's adults put them down and a tough person still doesn't cry, but goes on and wraps themselves in their own World where they do not trust anybody, but they still reach out not to be knocked down. A tough person makes friends on the web that will not hurt them, but listen to them when other's won't. A tough person falls in love,but doesn't show hurt when they leave only to fall in love again hoping this time they will stay, but they end up leaving too. A tough person never let's the past or the future hurt them, because their future is glime. If someone doesn't intervene and tell this tough person that they still matter. Without that we have lost them to an early death So intervene in the tough person's life, because most likely they are dying inside and need you as a friend. When they say they don't they are lying so tough person soften up and let us into help you out when you are down. Melissa Sue Singhaus ------------------------------ Date: Sun, 28 Jun 1998 04:22:29 EDT From: Angeljlb96@aol.com Subject: ET: Re: eda-thoughts-digest V1 #64 In a message dated 98-06-28 00:00:54 EDT, you write: << My boyfriend broke up with me >> what happened, sweetie? ------------------------------ End of eda-thoughts-digest V1 #65 *********************************