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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Relationships</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description>These are natural experiences in life that very few people talk about but only some of them choose to define.</description><language>en-UK</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Relationships</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/bf/da7e802752332be229a7c0d7a86ebd_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Rapture</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/rapture-6900990/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-09-06:/2009/09/06/rapture-6900990/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 02:09:33 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Likewise all the peace that rests around me&lt;br&gt;You as an anodyne enter my memory&lt;br&gt;Replace my agression and depression&lt;br&gt;Takin' me to a whole new dimension&lt;br&gt;I'm flying somewhere up in the skies&lt;br&gt;When suddenly, you pass by&lt;br&gt;And lit up the whole room&lt;br&gt;With your beautiful smile&lt;br&gt;That takes my imagination more than a mile&lt;br&gt;And when the blooms of love are touched&lt;br&gt;I come back,&lt;br&gt;As you are right here, &lt;br&gt;The love that I searched.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/rapture-6900990/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>love</category><category>man</category><category>desire</category><category>romantic</category><category>komz</category><category>romance</category><category>beautiful</category><category>poetry</category><category>art</category><category>woman</category><category>connection</category><category>life</category><category>relationship</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/rapture-6900990/#comments</comments></item><item><title>TORN (inspired by 'Torn' and 'Insatiable'-songs)</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/torn-inspired-by-torn-n-insatiable-songs-6900948/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-09-06:/2009/09/06/torn-inspired-by-torn-n-insatiable-songs-6900948/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 01:47:51 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, you can't be that man I adored&lt;br&gt;You don't care, don't seem to know&lt;br&gt;What your heart is for&lt;br&gt;Well, I don't know you anymore&lt;br&gt;It's not right&lt;br&gt;The feeling I get when I try to push you aside&lt;br&gt;I leave your thoughts inside my head&lt;br&gt;They are pleasant and they're bitter&lt;br&gt;Those memories are not that beautiful anymore&lt;br&gt;It was an illusion&lt;br&gt;A disconcerting diffusion of my life&lt;br&gt;Shall I live, die or shall I strife?&lt;br&gt;After if I feel I have let you go by&lt;br&gt;God listens to prayers that are true&lt;br&gt;From the heart while I screamed I love you&lt;br&gt;I prayed thrice for this love to die&lt;br&gt;Inside my heart, it's a little bare&lt;br&gt;Baren such a forest in heaven&lt;br&gt;It was filled with beauty under moonlight&lt;br&gt;It was true, a vision of my past in sight&lt;br&gt;But will I succumb or truly fight?!&lt;br&gt;I'm scared, I'm out of luck&lt;br&gt;I don't miss it all that much&lt;br&gt;If it's a life let it die&lt;br&gt;WIth the whisperings of my emotions&lt;br&gt;When they call out&lt;br&gt;With all my love to you... &lt;br&gt;Don't listen, you'll be lost forever&lt;br&gt;I beseech my heart to let go of what it feels&lt;br&gt;I don't need to actually let it heal&lt;br&gt;I'll let it pass through me&lt;br&gt;With the way I'm torn&lt;br&gt;Was it just a lullaby?&lt;br&gt;When your heart sang&lt;br&gt;And kisses lingered on me&lt;br&gt;Was it passion?&lt;br&gt;Or was it chemistry?&lt;br&gt;I don't care, you've no right!&lt;br&gt;Over me, or on my soul that thrives!&lt;br&gt;In ways I can't define&lt;br&gt;Once bitten, but I'll never be shy&lt;br&gt;Nobody knows you like I do...&lt;br&gt;Cuz this world won't understand&lt;br&gt;I grow stronger in your hands!&lt;br&gt;Now my devotion is fading...&lt;br&gt;And my love diminishing out of sight&lt;br&gt;I won't put up any fight&lt;br&gt;I don't need to mourn, I need to cry&lt;br&gt;You're a little late, I won't give in or give away&lt;br&gt;Gladness in my life without you wont make me mourn&lt;br&gt;As I feel already torn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/torn-inspired-by-torn-n-insatiable-songs-6900948/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>betrayal</category><category>lonely</category><category>loneliness</category><category>romantic</category><category>desire</category><category>komz</category><category>woman</category><category>man</category><category>chatting</category><category>relationship</category><category>poetry</category><category>torn</category><category>art</category><category>love</category><category>me</category><category>beautiful</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/06/torn-inspired-by-torn-n-insatiable-songs-6900948/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Nobody, but you...!</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6877890/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-09-02:/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6877890/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 19:44:34 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;You left me astray&lt;br&gt; Feeling nothing but betrayal&lt;br&gt; So now whose going to love you as much as I do?&lt;br&gt; Who will fulfill your inhibitions?&lt;br&gt; Who will be giving to you?&lt;br&gt; You live in a world where everybody's studying racing form,&lt;br&gt; And before you mould to them,&lt;br&gt; Think what it is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; want!&lt;br&gt; Who will accept you for you, your fantasies and fallacies?&lt;br&gt; Who will fulfill you like I did?&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you laugh?&lt;br&gt; Or will I ever bore you..&lt;br&gt; Did I not charm you?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not disarm you?&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you feel like a man?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not give myself to you...?&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you smile?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not fill colours in your life?&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you happy?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not make you feel wanted?&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you feel you were mine?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not make you feel flattered?&lt;br&gt; Did I not show you the beauty in life that can be...&lt;br&gt; Or did I not give you a glimpse of a real life for us...&lt;br&gt; Did I not love you enough?&lt;br&gt; Or did I ever bring tears to your eyes?&lt;br&gt; Did I not hide my insecurities from you?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not give myself away when you imposed??&lt;br&gt; Did I not make you feel like a boy?&lt;br&gt; Or did I not make you feel undeprived?&lt;br&gt; Did I not love you enough...&lt;br&gt; Or do you wish to make me cry?!&lt;br&gt; I let you step all over me, and&lt;br&gt; have your way, indignantly...&lt;br&gt; Mercy, you didn't show!&lt;br&gt; Love, you didn't sow!&lt;br&gt; If it was false, if it was fake&lt;br&gt; Let it be the cause,&lt;br&gt; of the smile on my face.&lt;br&gt; I didn't plan such an ending,&lt;br&gt; to something so real...&lt;br&gt; A tending heart like mine only might ever heal...&lt;br&gt; For you I am lost without words to say,&lt;br&gt; Without you, I am distraught-&lt;br&gt; because you've had your way...&lt;br&gt; A window is open to you, my love!&lt;br&gt; If you care enough to look in it...&lt;br&gt; You'll see a beauty of a life that we can share.&lt;br&gt; Fear not, for if nature will dare to unite us in every way,&lt;br&gt; until then, do think of me, darling!&lt;br&gt; For I'm helpless as I live on your memories.&lt;br&gt; You touched me once, and now I'm smitten forever,&lt;br&gt; Love can only be made together!&lt;br&gt; If there is hope, let it show.&lt;br&gt; If there's love, don't be afraid to live in my heart forever.&lt;br&gt; Now tell me my dear, how many women feel this way for you???&lt;br&gt; (nobody, but...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6877890/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>loneliness</category><category>betrayal</category><category>love</category><category>lonely</category><category>romantic</category><category>romance</category><category>komz</category><category>beautiful</category><category>desire</category><category>poetry</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6877890/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Improvision of misgivings to a lonely heart...</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/week-after-week-i-feel-more-betrayed-the-chances-of-6877407/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-09-02:/2009/09/02/week-after-week-i-feel-more-betrayed-the-chances-of-6877407/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 18:47:32 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Week after week, I feel more betrayed&lt;br&gt; The chances of life are no longer found,&lt;br&gt; Are not strong enough to keep me sound,&lt;br&gt; but enough to keep me buried underground.&lt;br&gt; Lies and fallacies are detrimental aspects, I strife to contend with.&lt;br&gt; My faith unwavered, my patience is eternally lost since.&lt;br&gt; But I am glad to not find any reason to live.&lt;br&gt; All I'll ever be glad for is when perhaps my life will diminish.&lt;br&gt; I'm a fool, yes, I'm a fool!&lt;br&gt; An arrogant, and innocent fool!&lt;br&gt; A fool of the 21st century!&lt;br&gt; A fool for the torment and treachery!&lt;br&gt; A fool, incomplete!&lt;br&gt; A fool, in defeat!&lt;br&gt; A fool unwanted!&lt;br&gt; A fool sad enough to contemplate suicide!&lt;br&gt; A fool enough to forgo the potential aspects of my wisdom...&lt;br&gt; And magnify the imprudence of my character in defeat...&lt;br&gt; In defeat and shame, a certain treachery,&lt;br&gt; As I waver and stumble through the process of recovery.&lt;br&gt; Nobody adduced to me to share,&lt;br&gt; The deplorable life of the lonely, is not fair...&lt;br&gt; They choose to relive their temptations on me,&lt;br&gt; until I'm smitten in every way that I could be...&lt;br&gt; They step on me, and move on,&lt;br&gt; their pleasures, their solid ground.&lt;br&gt; A traitor, an egotistical traitor!&lt;br&gt; A faker, a confused faker...&lt;br&gt; Him, who was selfish enough to step all over me!&lt;br&gt; He wasn't perfect but he was there for me.&lt;br&gt; In ways that I can't explain...&lt;br&gt; In ways that got out of hand...&lt;br&gt; In more than one way,&lt;br&gt; such rekindling, healing temptations were enough to mend me this time...&lt;br&gt; But my heart, you traitor, will forever be bitter!&lt;br&gt; In through ways that made you almost mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/week-after-week-i-feel-more-betrayed-the-chances-of-6877407/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>me</category><category>chatting</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/week-after-week-i-feel-more-betrayed-the-chances-of-6877407/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Bitter Sweet Misfortune</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6875996/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-09-02:/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6875996/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 15:03:36 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I don't believe what I know&lt;br&gt;What I feel that I show&lt;br&gt;And I'm unsure of what to say&lt;br&gt;In the length of the day&lt;br&gt;When it turns to night&lt;br&gt;I feel so lost&lt;br&gt;And I feel I'm distraught&lt;br&gt;Why do I know, how to get what I want...&lt;br&gt;And it's just that, I'm lost without you&lt;br&gt;I feel distraught&lt;br&gt;You are influencing me&lt;br&gt;Taking me higher&lt;br&gt;More than I feel myself to be.&lt;br&gt;It's just a fantasy&lt;br&gt;I hope i'm not incomplete&lt;br&gt;When I wake up to see&lt;br&gt;You not here right next to me.&lt;br&gt;If I'm smitten, let it show&lt;br&gt;If I feel complete, let it be known...&lt;br&gt;This is true of what I sow&lt;br&gt;I am now where I want to be&lt;br&gt;If this is false, if this is fake&lt;br&gt;If this is not, let it be the cause of the smile on my face&lt;br&gt;And I know what I want,&lt;br&gt;As you are the reason for my song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6875996/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>woman</category><category>komz</category><category>man</category><category>romantic</category><category>romance</category><category>love</category><category>nobody-but-you</category><category>poetry</category><category>relationship</category><category>betrayal</category><category>lonely</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/09/02/nobody-but-you-6875996/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Slowly Time Kills Them... me (pt 2)</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/04/15/slowly-time-kills-them-me-pt-5946660/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2009-04-15:/2009/04/15/slowly-time-kills-them-me-pt-5946660/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 07:34:45 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel incomplete&lt;br&gt;
As a tortured soul should&lt;br&gt;
I feel unwritten&lt;br&gt;
The way any unread book would&lt;br&gt;
Completely I am alone&lt;br&gt;
So fully unwhole&lt;br&gt;
Attempting to reach limits beyond the skies&lt;br&gt;
With the power of my imagination&lt;br&gt;
As yearning each day would&lt;br&gt;
Hide my indignation.&lt;br&gt;
There's no truth to me, nor to my past&lt;br&gt;
There's no lie in my present but a secret passion&lt;br&gt;
With all my devotion my passion forms dreams&lt;br&gt;
Dreams that develope with the power of my imagination&lt;br&gt;
As forming them each day could hide my incompletion.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If a soul is destined to be one as whole&lt;br&gt;
My sould would play the part of a such a soul!&lt;br&gt;
And as any soul,&lt;br&gt;
I divert, I distract and sometimes end up distraught&lt;br&gt;
I ache, I pain and sometimes end up alone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My book seems finished,&lt;br&gt;
with all the blank pages on fold...&lt;br&gt;
Just like somebody I knew had foretold&lt;br&gt;
Although I wouldn't now know,&lt;br&gt;
Because I don't feel beautiful anymore...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/04/15/slowly-time-kills-them-me-pt-5946660/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2009/04/15/slowly-time-kills-them-me-pt-5946660/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Slowly, time kills them.. me</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/slowly-time-kills-them-me-4605495/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2008-08-18:/2008/08/18/slowly-time-kills-them-me-4605495/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 19:52:22 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my heart&lt;br&gt;
Every summer&lt;br&gt;
I open a place&lt;br&gt;
And wait for someone&lt;br&gt;
To take it away&lt;br&gt;
If only these lonely hours&lt;br&gt;
Would go away&lt;br&gt;
I would be happy&lt;br&gt;
I would be gay&lt;br&gt;
Instead of sitting around&lt;br&gt;
And waiting for someone to complete my soul&lt;br&gt;
Wonderment ceases to revisit&lt;br&gt;
Those youthful times&lt;br&gt;
Which flew by&lt;br&gt;
Had I known a truth so dear&lt;br&gt;
I'd  never have let it go in fear&lt;br&gt;
That I could now face&lt;br&gt;
All new youthful times&lt;br&gt;
Which promised me tomorrow&lt;br&gt;
Though if someone would look&lt;br&gt;
I wouldn't now know..&lt;br&gt;
because... now I dont feel beautiful anymore.....&lt;/strong&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/slowly-time-kills-them-me-4605495/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>lonely</category><category>slowly-time-kills-them</category><category>desire</category><category>lonely-hours</category><category>love</category><category>beautiful</category><category>me</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2008/08/18/slowly-time-kills-them-me-4605495/#comments</comments></item><item><title>A Fallback!</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/a_fallback~436820/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2006-01-03:/2006/01/03/a_fallback~436820/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 16:28:21 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Day in, day out&lt;br&gt;
Time and again&lt;br&gt;
I go through the same flux of feelings,&lt;br&gt;
the same turmoil of deepening emotions!&lt;br&gt;
The very same agitation, the very same confusion...&lt;br&gt;
And then again&lt;br&gt;
I rewitness-&lt;br&gt;
A beholder of my spirituality:&lt;br&gt;
All my receptions, perceptions, confusions, corrections, soul's detection, emotional transition, and the unfolded clandestine proposition.&lt;br&gt;
I'm again taken to it.&lt;br&gt;
I retreat within the complexion,&lt;br&gt;
and I seek the connection&lt;br&gt;
I hold it so dear, so close, afraid to let go...&lt;br&gt;
Someone with a surreal existance, to bear patience throught my persistance.&lt;br&gt;
After a discovery, a certain completness through the recovery;&lt;br&gt;
I regain composure and serenity.&lt;br&gt;
My eyes begain to lie and words then fade away, as I succumb myself to wait another day...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/a_fallback~436820/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>fallback</category><category>love</category><category>anticipation</category><category>feelings</category><category>connection</category><category>loneliness</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2006/01/03/a_fallback~436820/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Impartial Bargains</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/impartial_bargains~230463/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2005-10-12:/2005/10/12/impartial_bargains~230463/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 16:35:57 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I didnt have to, but thats how he made me feel. As if a sight had been captured, a certain kaleidoscope revisited... Oh, he had now idea how far he had come right from the first moment. Improvisations that led to tingles inside me, and moments that caused a ticklish chill down my spine... &lt;br&gt; Persuasion was effortless on his part, lest he was not even aware of how I felt about the whole situation, I had very well managed to shape our excessive communication blatantly candid.&lt;br&gt; After so many years, I had had myself caught up so wholly once again.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; And so began a series of constant emotional wonders that were incomprehensible. His conversations were casual and my observations led to en masse a relationship where I was indefinately less respected. His claims and actions all led to a weakening dilemma. I would scold myself to be aware and be thorough in my judgements but his confidence was overwhelming- I could feel it too. &lt;br&gt; Each day I would sit myself to experience 'him'... in the morning and at night. I was only too aware of how this was going to turn out to be. Ofcourse, all realities met my pattern of thought.. that very kaleidoscope.. revisited, yes, indeed!&lt;br&gt; There were harsh words, moments of silver, alot of sharing, alot of opening... all in a week's time... A certain obscure feeling begin to come over me, ununderstandable. His claims seemed to reflect upon my image. Was I a victim?&lt;br&gt; I shalln't answer...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; I felt thrashed out. And I rebounded to his imprudent misgivings. It felt like a mistake at first, but later I formed fervently and was able to resist... such... such temptations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/r/rever1/img/seskie-pic.jpg" border="0" alt="The forgotten "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/impartial_bargains~230463/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>chat</category><category>impartial-bargains</category><category>chatting</category><comments>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2005/10/12/impartial_bargains~230463/#comments</comments></item><item><title>An account of a relationship developement</title><link>http://rever1.blog.co.uk/2005/05/29/an_account_of_a_relationship_developemen/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:rever1.blog.co.uk,2005-05-29:/2005/05/29/an_account_of_a_relationship_developemen/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2005 20:17:23 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p class="left"&gt;When I first saw him, I felt very peaceful about the encounter. For some reason, his phlegmatic demeanour seem to be a pure coincidence to my needs for emotional protection and evanscence. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;To people, it may sound silly. However, I couldnt help but be implicitly submissive. Though, I still tend to smile at his thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Each day, when we would converse, I would repeat it over and over again in my mind, at home... trying to feel what he felt. I felt satisfied after revising every emotional and reaction or words he had spoken in our one to one conversations.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I had not at all been optimistic about our future terms, but retaining a positive attitude helped me improve our relationship status.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As each day passed, my thought grew stronger and he began responding. Some of it, although, I would feel was alittle hesitatingly expressed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He misconcieved that I was using him or spending wasteful time on him probably coz I felt he was easier to toalk to. Little did he know, I was working on our relationship coz I had selected only a few people to be my friends in school.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As months passed, I begain to dissolve my character to the realities I met in these surroundings. Time after time, I reekingly gathered my integrity and struggled to retain my compos mentis state of mind. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;These would be the hardest times when I would desire him as a friend. Our relationship eventually changed when he evidently manifested unwelcoming hints. I was, although, not being flirtatious, but I resoluted to change the relationship status from friendly to romantic just so we could actually be closer.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I had subliminally submissed my sincerity to him prepared presciently, ready to satisfy all his needs!&lt;/p&gt;
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