http://repeatedservice.com Mon, 05 Jan 2009 07:48:17 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en My lovely sister... U were with me this xmas eve.. I'll miss you every second of my life... Heaven has u now.. I hope u still see me... One day we shall meet again.. I love you.. http://repeatedservice.com/2009/01/my-sistet/ And it starts, sometime around midnight. Or at least that’s when you lose yourself for a minute or two. As you stand, under the bar lights. And the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a while. And the piano’s this melancholy soundtrack to her smile. And that white dress she’s wearing you haven’t seen her for ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/12/the-airborne-toxic-event-sometime-around-midnight/ Chrismas eve, the night was cold with a gentle rain. It was late night yet it seemed so early for my usual coming home. I felt restless and lonely. One of the few eves I spent alone. First year in a long time I was not with my family and ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/12/xmas-eve/   What is happening to me? Icannot say, nor can I explain it. Your eyes have caught my attention. Do I call myself weak? I've been drawn to them. They are hypnotizing, I feel myself pulled in. Im a ship docked on harbor clinging for life from the safety of shore. ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/your-eyes-52608/ Memories of a broken heart, what used to be a heavy and physically engulfing pain deep with in. Now slowly disapates to a rhythmic throb of soreness. The memory still there, almost like a bruise left behind by a shattering punch to the chest. Yet a soothing wave of calmness ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/memories-of-a-broken-heart-22908/ If promises were water I've drank my share If broken hearts were shelter I've never been homeless If flying were lies then i'm well grounded If friends and family were only in the past then I have no future If sadness were hunger then I am starving http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/if-22008/ I open my eyes slighly, slowly and forcefully, like a creaky door pushe open by a chillfull wind. sunlight beams inside, a dim weak light, my eyes close again tired and heavy. I pry them open not realizing that more than an hour has passed by. the dim light is ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/21308/ Oh Erika! where has life led you now? The message that you so desire still has not reached you. Reapeted experiences one after another , yet you have learned nothing that eases this hollow void. .... I tell myself, this only make you a stronger person. But even that brings ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/111007/  And it is the agony of feeling love that make me love you even more. Love can be so sweet and it can be lovely. But love most of the time is cruel and heartbreaking. It can be sad, lonely and at times frightening. Even when you have the one ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/8-14-01/ So sweet and innocent you look around, and yet in a split second you can shine out this seductive smile that sends chills down my back. Those coy and shy eyes turn bright and hungry for a returned glance of tease. Make love to me , they say. Touch me unconditionallly, ... http://repeatedservice.com/2008/11/11-10-98/