Linger...

If you, if you could return
Don’t let it burn, don’t let it fade
I’m sure I’m not being rude
But it’s just your attitude
It’s tearing me apart
It’s ruining everything
And I swore, I swore I would be true
And honey so did you
So why were you holding her hand
Is that the way we stand
Were you lying all the time
Was it just a game to you

But I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to
Do you have to let it linger

Oh, I thought the world of you
I thought nothing could go wrong
But I was wrong
I was wrong
If you, if you could get by
Trying not to lie
Things wouldn’t be so confused
And I wouldn’t feel so used
But you always really knew
I just wanna be with you

And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to. do you have to
Do you have to let it linger

And I’m in so deep
You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to
Do you have to let it linger

You know I’m such a fool for you
You got me wrapped around your finger
Do you have to let it linger
Do you have to, do you have to
Do you have to let it linger

Eyes

Eyes have always completely fascinated me. I can get lost in peoples eyes and read many stories from them, i have seen love in some people eyes, i have seen hate in some people eyes, i have seen despair, sorrow, hope, happiness, sadness, fear, some feelings i dont even understand, and some looks i wish i could have received. Eyes are a mystery worth of being admired. Per Bioscience "Eyes are organs that detect light, and convert it to electro-chemical impulses in neurons. The simplest photoreceptors connect light to movement [1]. In higher organisms complex neural pathways exist that connect the eye, via the optic nerve to the visual cortex and other areas of the brain. Complex optical systems with resolving power have come in ten fundamentally different forms, and 96% of animal species possess a complex optical system."
I had always wonder if the genetics color of the eyes have something to do with personality. I dont know exactly but even if there are two persons with the same eye color,there is always a small difference in each eye, i believe is kind of a digital print for people, maybe is only the looks, the feelings they share in those moments when i decide to look at them.Maybe is just the light or the point of view, but whatever the reason is, I firmly believe moods have as well influence in the color, shape and size of an eye. I remember my Ex Boyfriend used to tell me that he knew that i was feeling bad, or that i was sick, without even myself knowing, because my eyes were bright green, and my pupils were always wide. As well when i was mad but terribly mad when i looked down for a moment, made just the outside corner of my eyes wider and then looked at him, when i was about to kill someone i never looked directly,i always used to pierce look the object of my anger, but looking from one side and down at the same time, most of the times to the right, until he told me so i never reaLly noticed, I have seen blue eyes, green, light green, gray, emerald, hazel, amber, black, brown,yellow,honey,caramel and i saw once a person with ebony eyes. and from the millions of people that i have crossed in my life i can swear never saw some that looked alike another pair. Maybe sometimes i ignore the fact that eyes are one of the most beautiful things that were actually created.
The eyes of a cat, aesthetically beautiful, great vision at night, hawks have almost, if not, HD vision for their preys, even flies have amazing eyes!!!
I do not know who to attribuite this quote. "eyes are the windows of the soul" There seems to be a great deal of debate over the origins of the phrase and a lot of people have said it. It's been attributed to Shakespeare, Leonardo DaVinci and others. Those I could find are listed here:
The eye is the window of the soul, the mouth the door. The intellect, the will, are seen in the eye; the emotions, sensibilities, and affections, in the mouth. The animals look for man's intentions right into his eyes. Even a rat, when you hunt him and bring him to bay, looks you in the eye. Hiram Powers, American sculptor (1805 - 1873)
I need no dictionary of quotations to remind me that the eyes are the windows of the soul. Max Beerbohm
"Perhaps in all too many cases they are full of ancient traditional hokum from the culture about the eyes being the windows of the soul, and things being seen in them that might not otherwise be revealed -- which seems to be one of the most misguided ideas I've ever known." Sullivan, H. S. (1954). The Psychiatric Interview. New York: Norton. p. 5-6.
The eyes of our souls only then begin to see, when our bodily eyes are closing. Law.
Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul. Milton.
They say that the eye is the window to the soul. But it is the soul that is the window. Andrew Hamilton
The eyes are the window of the soul. English Proverb
The eyes are the window of the soul. Traditional Proverb
The eyes indicate the antiquity of the soul. Ralph Waldo Emerson
I also wonder about the mutations for eyes a human can have, i have never met someone with Heterochromia (two colors, one in each eye, or part of the iris) Aniridia, that basically is absence of the Iris, or extremely low development, so eyes look with a BIg black pupil only. I saw once or maybe twice albin people, once had very very light blue eyes, and the other one had red eyes.
There is a pair of eyes, my favorite in the whole world, the ones i want to always wake up next to. I used to get lost on them i remember they were a midbrown, they are, i saw them last night.i tried to not to stare at them too long though if possible i wouldnt even had blinked if i had the chance. Eyes, beautifuel eyes. The most beautiful part of the human being.

I found him, but he did not found me

-characters worth to be remembered- Lord byron.

Lord Byron 22 January 1788 – 19 April 1824
British poet and a leading figure in Romanticism

Why worth of being remembered?
Just for the heck of it. As personal opinion he is one hell of a writer,his first love was at the age of 8, he was hurt, and he hurt people. Some say at the end of his life he even fell in love with a 15 years old man, in Greece, but his heart was rejected. Lord byron wrote poems to fall in love and poems to break the spell, and spoke a few of the most beautiful and truthful statements that i have ever heard.

My favorites:
*Quotes
-Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
-A mistress never is nor can be a friend. While you agree, you are lovers; and when it is over, anything but friends.
-Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon's verge.
-For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.
-For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
-Friendship may, and often does, grow into love, but love never subsides into friendship.
-I do detest everything which is not perfectly mutual.
-I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.
-I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.
-I know that two and two make four - and should be glad to prove it too if I could - though I must say if by any sort of process I could convert 2 and 2 into five it would give me much greater pleasure.
-I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.
-If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.
-In solitude, where we are least alone.
-It is useless to tell one not to reason but to believe - you might as well tell a man not to wake but sleep.
-Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.
-Life's enchanted cup sparkles near the brim.
-Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey.
-Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence. In her first passion, a woman loves her lover, in all the others all she loves is love.
-My turn of mind is so given to taking things in the absurd point of view, that it breaks out in spite of me every now and then.
-Sometimes we are less unhappy in being deceived by those we love, than in being undeceived by them.
-Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.
-The 'good old times' - all times when old are good.
-The beginning of atonement is the sense of its necessity.
-The busy have no time for tears.
-The dew of compassion is a tear.
-The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
-The heart will break, but broken live on.
-The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.
-There is no instinct like that of the heart.
-There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
-They never fail who die in a great cause.
-To withdraw myself from myself has ever been my sole, my entire, my sincere motive in scribbling at all.
-What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.
-Who loves, raves.
-Why I came here, I know not; where I shall go it is useless to inquire - in the midst of myriads of the living and the dead worlds, stars, systems, infinity, why should I be anxious about an atom?
-Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
-Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.

*Poems
-WHEN WE TWO PARTED

by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

HEN we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Lond, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

I secret we met--
I silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

-DARKNESS

by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye
Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd;
Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks
Extinguish'd with a crash--and all was black.
The brows of men by the despairing light
Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits
The flashes fell upon them; some lay down
And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest
Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil'd;
And others hurried to and fro, and fed
Their funeral piles with fuel, and look'd up
With mad disquietude on the dull sky,
The pall of a past world; and then again
With curses cast them down upon the dust,
And gnash'd their teeth and howl'd: the wild birds shriek'd
And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,
And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes
Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl'd
And twin'd themselves among the multitude,
Hissing, but stingless--they were slain for food.
And War, which for a moment was no more,
Did glut himself again: a meal was bought
With blood, and each sate sullenly apart
Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;
All earth was but one thought--and that was death
Immediate and inglorious; and the pang
Of famine fed upon all entrails--men
Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;
The meagre by the meagre were devour'd,
Even dogs assail'd their masters, all save one,
And he was faithful to a corse, and kept
The birds and beasts and famish'd men at bay,
Till hunger clung them, or the dropping dead
Lur'd their lank jaws; himself sought out no food,
But with a piteous and perpetual moan,
And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand
Which answer'd not with a caress--he died.
The crowd was famish'd by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies: they met beside
The dying embers of an altar-place
Where had been heap'd a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage; they rak'd up,
And shivering scrap'd with their cold skeleton hands
The feeble ashes, and their feeble breath
Blew for a little life, and made a flame
Which was a mockery; then they lifted up
Their eyes as it grew lighter, and beheld
Each other's aspects--saw, and shriek'd, and died--
Even of their mutual hideousness they died,
Unknowing who he was upon whose brow
Famine had written Fiend. The world was void,
The populous and the powerful was a lump,
Seasonless, herbless, treeless, manless, lifeless--
A lump of death--a chaos of hard clay.
The rivers, lakes and ocean all stood still,
And nothing stirr'd within their silent depths;
Ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
And their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropp'd
They slept on the abyss without a surge--
The waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
The moon, their mistress, had expir'd before;
The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air,
And the clouds perish'd; Darkness had no need
Of aid from them--She was the Universe.

aclaration

i see why you did misunderstand me and told me i contradict myself, in the blog i missed some words, read again, i corrected them, i DONT want a relationship with another person, believe or not in these weeks i have grown up as a person and my personality has become a little bit less childish, i have madured quite a lot, i told you since forever, i will wait for you, even if i had no chance even if you laugh at me like the time in luna or when we talked on msn previous to be blocked by you, i have grown up enough to know trust is the base of ANY human relation, romantic or not, even in bussiness, i learned people can get really hurted by words only i learned i win nothing on lying and there is no point, if you cant be honest with the person you love then you are not worth a shit, unless you change and not for the other person but for yourself as a human being, i learned to love myself because if i dont love myself, how can people around me love me , i learned i need no one i dont need to depend, on anyone, to not to parasite in people and depend on them everytime i have a problem, because everyone have a life by their own, is up to me if i want to want them in my life or not, and i have learned to see the limit of people, i learned keeping shout is not fine because when you explote things can be worse, as personal experience i know anyone can be perfect and i saw your main defects clear now, but i love you the way you are, i see you jump quickly to conclusions without knowing the whole story, i see you over react, i know you have your emo periods i know you are inestable, per your own friends mouth i know you are kind a few things i rather not have heard, dont blame me thats what i have been told, but yiu know i am not perfect and i dont care, i have not seen by myself what they told me so i technically downt believe it, i know you would never be with two girls at the same time even if i write the oposite in my blog, i know there is a reason why you showed me the song beautiful world, if you know me you should as well see the lines hidden between words, regarding my dates, as i told you before, not interested in anyone but you, i just have new friends at work, is up to you to believe me or not, i just need to distract myself, i am disgusted with mankind for what fabio did to me, i want you, thats why i wil have my tattoo done thats why i made sure since the first day i steped in here im not here with doing friends of #ANY kind, some people dont understand thats why i kill their illusions hanging with them i ratehr do that than let them believe i am interested. i dont want to have friends with double intentions i want my friends to consider me as only that i dont want or need ANY kind of misunderstanding or romantic relationship so i rather tell them in the first hangout not interested, i dont want to break any heart as well ,i talk to people directly now, thats why some people believe i have changed and became cold.i learned promises are made to be kept and words can be a double edged weapon, i learned world is not going to be kind with me because im kind with them, i learned i have to defend myself no one can be for me always, i learned there are some people out there that only want to bring me down, i learned to take care of myself if i want to take care of someone else i learned as long as i am alive, never give up on anything if i really want it to become real.i learned there is no fairy tale because there is no happily ever after this is the real world and is up to me how i want to live my life and i have to work my ass off if i want a happy ending is not going to magically pop out of anywhere, i learned i have 1000000000 defects i still need to correct but idf there is a person who would love me for who i am then that person is worth loving, you love me at least you did even when i started to show myself as the little defenseless emo kid i used to be, thats why i love you and with as many defects you may have i still love you, is up to you, and i still dont know how to handle this but i told you even if there is a wall i would fight everyday to find a breakable point just to reach you, if after that you just push me back i lost nothing trying, i learned there are dreams that are made to be chased i learned true happiness is not the big prize at the end of the road, but all the small dialy simple things that happen in the life i learned i cant go back in time and even if i miss the past all i can do is write my own future i learned crying and being the victim solved nothing i have to stand and move my ass, work hard for what i want because no one is gonna give me anything on silver tray and i wont give up on you even if you are or are not interested in me anymore. As long as i am around i will try hard i wll try everyday in every chance i have to be with you, i know you, all that time i did learned to catch your small indirects, i took my time to get to know you, maybe i still miss some stuffs but i will learn them, because i care, because i love you, i learned to forget i learned to forgive i dont know if i still have a chance but as long as i have the doubt is always worth trying as hard as i can.... all i can do is try over and over again, the rest is up to you i learned from mi errors and i had my good painful lesson

C.C (cyanide candy)

Nights became sweet crimes

promises of never apart

Managed to swear unfaithful lies

from pieces of your corrupted heart

Poison mist clouded your sight

We are a succubus in disguise

warning stars were shinning bright

telling you to think wise

Never meant to let you fall

candies are never meant to last

our kisses never filled the hole

cyanide couldn't melt away your past

hold and strongly i tried

to recreate the smile in your face

one simple mistake chances denied

you walked away breaking the lace

we are not what you looked for

I'm sorry our sweetness left you feeling alone

go away, depart, look for more

a corpse will forever wait for you at home

Never meant to let you fall

candies are never meant to last

our kisses never filled the hole

cyanide couldn't melt away your past