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What evidence do I have that you still love me?

Is it those random moments you kiss me? hug me? or tell me you love me?

I love you

I guess that’s my evidence.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.26.2011 @ 11:35 am

I am concerned that my child won’t remember all these times when he’s older. I know he’s not even 1 year old, but I WON’T forget – how could he?

Will he remember all the love he receives? Will he feel all this happiness? Will he smile when he sees us? Will he always remember we LOVE him?

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.19.2011 @ 10:47 am

Rally up to have your love back. Rally up to see what happens. Rally up to have more fun. Rally up to do work. Rally up to see you actually love me again. Rally up to see that twinkle in your eye. Rally up to notice I’m afraid to show you love. Rally up because you deny me love.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.14.2011 @ 5:57 am

A tiny bug.

A small insect.

Why must we always say TINY and SMALL, are there HUGE and BIG insects?

This has nothing for me, this word means nothing to me. I feel nothing for this word, this might be stupid or not, but I don’t like it.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.07.2011 @ 5:47 am

Ants perplex me.

Why can’t we be so organized, work-oriented, goal-oriented? Why can’t we listen to our elders? Why can’t most men respect women? Why can’t we be so STRONG?

They’re so tiny, so easy to squash; yet, if they could be at our level we’d have to do what they say.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.05.2011 @ 1:11 pm

What the world needs is a sponge that absorbs all the negativity and then dumps it elsewhere. We need to move away from this negativity – why can’t people just ACCEPT?

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.02.2011 @ 5:32 am

It’s the way to my heart, it’s the path to my mind, and the trail to my soul.

Sincerity, love, happiness,… a smile, a caress, and a tight squeeze.

It’s you – a direct road to me.

Our avenue.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 09.01.2011 @ 8:46 am

I offer you a deal.

I will give you my heart and soul as long as I can feel loved and filled with happiness forever.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.31.2011 @ 7:15 am

The mist settles and here I am, lost again.

I look around and I try and find her again. I know I’ve seen her again, but things are different now. I still feel a jump, a little kick, but it’s not like before. I know my heart will always love her somehow, just not like before.

That mist has settled, we are no longer whom we were.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.30.2011 @ 5:25 am

I am the living examples of a chance.

She should’ve never had given me another chance, not after so many tries.

Sometimes I feel I don’t deserve her, but I know she loves me and I love her.

I was given chances and here I am – married to her with a beautiful baby boy.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.29.2011 @ 8:26 am

Use the force.

That iconic message Obi-Wan gives Luke Skywalker. It’s geeky, I know, but it has more meaning than just geekiness, it’s a thing of good versus evil. It’s got such spirituality.

Use your faith.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.25.2011 @ 1:14 pm

Silk. I want to miss seeing silk. I wish I could just see it one more time and care and feel. I miss her

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.24.2011 @ 5:27 am

bubbles drifting upward as you are sinking. you look up and forget. you are mesmerized by the size and shapes of the bubbles; spraying light from above. sinking.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.22.2011 @ 2:36 pm

When I see the word deer I think of two of my friends: Manu and Chad.

Manu used to have this really cool blog, it was different, he barely wrote, but I loved reading it.

Chad is a hunter. Deer hunter, to be specific. I hadn’t even thought of EATING deer until I met him. I miss Chad a lot.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.19.2011 @ 6:51 am

Leftover pizza & lasagna. A good 80s or 90s movie. A great book with awesome characters. A cool trip, a good view. A great restaurant. A good recipe. A great game. Repeat that which makes you happy.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.17.2011 @ 5:51 am

Answers are what everyone expects me to give them most of the time. I know, I am a teacher; but it is not just students, it’s everyone. I like the feeling, but at the same time I think, it’s logical, you do it. Is that bad?

Where do I go for answers? Whom do I speak to?

Intrapersonal – My own thoughts.

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.12.2011 @ 7:42 am

when i see the word elastic, i automatically think about superheroes. the very first image i had in my head was of Plasticman, with his weird funny white glasses. It also makes me think of rubber bands: changing, bending, adapting, but also breaking if pulled too hard. Elasticity… i HATED that word in college, was it really THAT important??

Posted By JorgeRuiz On 08.10.2011 @ 5:15 pm