together is always better. most things are probably much more enjoyable when done together. we go together like nannana boo shoo bop sho wally wap. grease lightning. left twix right twix all they share is a wrapper and a driveway. but they are still together
Together our hands match each other,
it twingles with caresses,
rubbing like matches kissing one another,
while fires spark and passions run.
Keep me burning in this we call “together”,
for when heaven’s bells ring,
and when we enter heaven’s gates
I fear that match sticks might not be dry enough
to make a fire.
it is time we all got together and faced the demon of division eating up our societies the world over. Do not just watch but spread the message of togetherness and love.
Life is good, when we are together, that is when I am with the one that I love. moment by moment we share in the goodness of love, by the touch of our hands and when our lips come close to make one.
This is a wonderword, it means that you are with someone you love, doing something you love, in a place you love; having fun. You smile together, laugh together and love together. There is nothing quite like being together in this world. Cherish those moments, and look back on them.
Together, we ruled our underworld. Together, the flowers upon the breeze floated to the depths of the oceans and brushed the faces of man. Together, our passion brought about the greatest tragedy in remembered history.
I am writing this alone, but on my lap lays a cat. I am together. Pim en de mus. De mus zit op de wip. The cat sits on my lap. I type, the cat snores. De mus wipt. En pim is together alone.
They stood together at the edge of the cliff, fingers intertwined and eyes closed. They breathed in through their nostrils, deeply, and inhaled the scent of the sun with their heads tilted back.
together we are born and together we will die. i was at the shops the other day when i saw your face the next day we were together. i couldn’t be love it met first and now a family together. i wait for you to reunite when you left for the wore and together we said goodbye. But i knew deep in my heart that you would not come back for me and that was the last goodbye we said to each and the last night together.
I want for us to be together
I miss you
I know you miss me
I love you
Do you love me still?
I’m never giving up
Because it’s how we belong.
Please don’t end up with the worng girl
Because I’m the right girl.
For you.
Please stay with me. Stay with me. Sty with me.
When we’re together, you are the light of my world. And you dont even realize it. Because to you, thats weird. I joke and say that I love you 5evr but I really do love you that much. I hope we’re together forever. Im not learning a new language for nothing.
Forever and a day
I spent thinking myself alone
Without a friend close to display
I had one else with whom to play,
Who might help me avoid dismay,
Which mood I don’t condone.
since we have been together everything changed but i dont know its better or worse. being together is wondering what extacly love is because we have dobuts
Maybe it would be better if we weren’t, but we are, so let’s go, I guess. Where you go, I go. Where I go, you go. What is mine is yours and what is yours is yours.
Together, what does that word mean to you? Through the history of our people, of humans, of our ancestors, together has always played an important role. To be with someone, to share a life – it all adds up to being together.
“Together at last” was a rather trite way to put it, especially when one considered the implications of “at last.” She had no desire to be the Juliet to his Romeo; her picky taste buds were far too unwilling to give poison a go.
hand in hand we walked together, first as kindergarteners, as school kids on the way home, as neighbours and finally as lovers. All my life we have been together, apart from today today is the first day I walk alone, without your hand without your smile, without your love. Today I watch from above as you too walk alone.
I want to be with you forever. I want us to go for walks and sit in parks and feed pigeons in our 20s. and I want to cook for you and watch you shave. I want you to see me in my pjs and snatch the cigarettes from my mouth because I shouldn’t be smoking. I want our love to be a best friendship, something natural. We knew we belonged together from the beginning, why are we waiting?
they were in this together. they always had been and it was never going to change, at least that’s what he thought. Everything had changed when Jace had gotten a girlfriend.
Together we are here, and I like it that way. I always want to be together with you and when I’m not with you I wonder what you are doing. It’s silly really, but I enjoy you. Every time we are together I learn something new about you and something new about me.
We should we stay together when really, our hearts are yearning to be free and be apart. Are we afraid of being alone? Can we really stand being together? Together. We are all in this together. What does that even mean? No we’re not. We are fighting our own battles silently. But maybe we don’t have to. Maybe we don’t need to.
You and I belong. We are one and we are the only things that matter in this life. Do you remember the time when we went overseas and people stole our money as we rode on horse and carriage. This is where we belong. We are the meaning. Together.
She looks down from the rooftop, slightly tipsy, holding hands with her fiancee, and thinks that none of the tiny shapes beneath her could possibly be this happy.
Together they were more than either of them was alone. That made sense, of course, since two could do twice as much work. But it was more than that — they complemented one another in such a way that more got done than three people could have done. And it was beautiful work, too, full of light and a joy to behold.
Together, he thought with a bitter twist of the lips. Shoving his hands even further inside his pockets, he trudged down the shore’s rickety path with a moody scowl, kicking a pebble along the way. Her words played over and over in his head with every flick of his leg. Together. Kick. Forever. Kick.
Her voice, playful singsong tone and all, pierced his thoughts. Her winking face appeared before him, a smokey apparition beyond his reach. He felt like he was going insane. It was ridiculous – a cliché, an utterly stupid thing to think, but he couldn’t help himself: why did it have to turn out this way?
The pebble clattered noisily as he gave it a final, savage kick. It sailed through the air, black and shining and mocking him in a sad kind of way that only he could imagine, before burying itself deep in the warm tan sand, completely submerged, lost to the rest of the world. He went on his way.
The first time I saw her was at my mother’s funeral. She was dressed all in black with her hair done up in a bun. All I remember is her sitting on the steps with a red ribbon in her hand. God, do I miss her.
you know i hate to admit
i really have nothing else going on these days but you
can we just lie here
naked listening to the smiths
can i touch your face
is there room for me
to i let you in?
i dont know
this time
i dont know
Zusammen. Ja, das wär schön.
Togheter is better than alone :)
together is always better. most things are probably much more enjoyable when done together. we go together like nannana boo shoo bop sho wally wap. grease lightning. left twix right twix all they share is a wrapper and a driveway. but they are still together
Together our hands match each other,
it twingles with caresses,
rubbing like matches kissing one another,
while fires spark and passions run.
Keep me burning in this we call “together”,
for when heaven’s bells ring,
and when we enter heaven’s gates
I fear that match sticks might not be dry enough
to make a fire.
it is time we all got together and faced the demon of division eating up our societies the world over. Do not just watch but spread the message of togetherness and love.
Life is good, when we are together, that is when I am with the one that I love. moment by moment we share in the goodness of love, by the touch of our hands and when our lips come close to make one.
This is a wonderword, it means that you are with someone you love, doing something you love, in a place you love; having fun. You smile together, laugh together and love together. There is nothing quite like being together in this world. Cherish those moments, and look back on them.
Together, we ruled our underworld. Together, the flowers upon the breeze floated to the depths of the oceans and brushed the faces of man. Together, our passion brought about the greatest tragedy in remembered history.
to get them together you’ve got to get him to go get her
I am writing this alone, but on my lap lays a cat. I am together. Pim en de mus. De mus zit op de wip. The cat sits on my lap. I type, the cat snores. De mus wipt. En pim is together alone.
They stood together at the edge of the cliff, fingers intertwined and eyes closed. They breathed in through their nostrils, deeply, and inhaled the scent of the sun with their heads tilted back.
We were together for 3 years. After that time we love each other. Together we created out best projects, our best ideas come from working together.
together we are born and together we will die. i was at the shops the other day when i saw your face the next day we were together. i couldn’t be love it met first and now a family together. i wait for you to reunite when you left for the wore and together we said goodbye. But i knew deep in my heart that you would not come back for me and that was the last goodbye we said to each and the last night together.
I want for us to be together
I miss you
I know you miss me
I love you
Do you love me still?
I’m never giving up
Because it’s how we belong.
Please don’t end up with the worng girl
Because I’m the right girl.
For you.
Please stay with me. Stay with me. Sty with me.
two people, in the same place. a lot of people at the same place, at the same time. people or things in the same place, doing things at the same time
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BOND.. unity.. simple, nothing more, nothing less. :D
When we’re together, you are the light of my world. And you dont even realize it. Because to you, thats weird. I joke and say that I love you 5evr but I really do love you that much. I hope we’re together forever. Im not learning a new language for nothing.
Forever and a day
I spent thinking myself alone
Without a friend close to display
I had one else with whom to play,
Who might help me avoid dismay,
Which mood I don’t condone.
since we have been together everything changed but i dont know its better or worse. being together is wondering what extacly love is because we have dobuts
Maybe it would be better if we weren’t, but we are, so let’s go, I guess. Where you go, I go. Where I go, you go. What is mine is yours and what is yours is yours.
hasta que el universo nos deshaga, desgarre lentamente, poco a poco lo que alguna vez fuimos.
to get her
friends and family. love. in the sky. sanity with a dash of cray. galaxies. nature. aqua. opposites. stuck. change. circularly spiralescent…
Together, what does that word mean to you? Through the history of our people, of humans, of our ancestors, together has always played an important role. To be with someone, to share a life – it all adds up to being together.
“Together at last” was a rather trite way to put it, especially when one considered the implications of “at last.” She had no desire to be the Juliet to his Romeo; her picky taste buds were far too unwilling to give poison a go.
hand in hand we walked together, first as kindergarteners, as school kids on the way home, as neighbours and finally as lovers. All my life we have been together, apart from today today is the first day I walk alone, without your hand without your smile, without your love. Today I watch from above as you too walk alone.
can we achieve this as humans knowing that we all like to get things done on our own?
I want to be with you forever. I want us to go for walks and sit in parks and feed pigeons in our 20s. and I want to cook for you and watch you shave. I want you to see me in my pjs and snatch the cigarettes from my mouth because I shouldn’t be smoking. I want our love to be a best friendship, something natural. We knew we belonged together from the beginning, why are we waiting?
they were in this together. they always had been and it was never going to change, at least that’s what he thought. Everything had changed when Jace had gotten a girlfriend.
Together we are here, and I like it that way. I always want to be together with you and when I’m not with you I wonder what you are doing. It’s silly really, but I enjoy you. Every time we are together I learn something new about you and something new about me.
We should we stay together when really, our hearts are yearning to be free and be apart. Are we afraid of being alone? Can we really stand being together? Together. We are all in this together. What does that even mean? No we’re not. We are fighting our own battles silently. But maybe we don’t have to. Maybe we don’t need to.
You and I belong. We are one and we are the only things that matter in this life. Do you remember the time when we went overseas and people stole our money as we rode on horse and carriage. This is where we belong. We are the meaning. Together.
She looks down from the rooftop, slightly tipsy, holding hands with her fiancee, and thinks that none of the tiny shapes beneath her could possibly be this happy.
Together they were more than either of them was alone. That made sense, of course, since two could do twice as much work. But it was more than that — they complemented one another in such a way that more got done than three people could have done. And it was beautiful work, too, full of light and a joy to behold.
We go together like peanut butter and bananas. Absolutly delicious. There is no more amazing combination
Together, he thought with a bitter twist of the lips. Shoving his hands even further inside his pockets, he trudged down the shore’s rickety path with a moody scowl, kicking a pebble along the way. Her words played over and over in his head with every flick of his leg. Together. Kick. Forever. Kick.
Her voice, playful singsong tone and all, pierced his thoughts. Her winking face appeared before him, a smokey apparition beyond his reach. He felt like he was going insane. It was ridiculous – a cliché, an utterly stupid thing to think, but he couldn’t help himself: why did it have to turn out this way?
The pebble clattered noisily as he gave it a final, savage kick. It sailed through the air, black and shining and mocking him in a sad kind of way that only he could imagine, before burying itself deep in the warm tan sand, completely submerged, lost to the rest of the world. He went on his way.
The first time I saw her was at my mother’s funeral. She was dressed all in black with her hair done up in a bun. All I remember is her sitting on the steps with a red ribbon in her hand. God, do I miss her.
The quiet comfort of presence. The secret passion of bodies. Not apart, not away, two thoughts as one.
you know i hate to admit
i really have nothing else going on these days but you
can we just lie here
naked listening to the smiths
can i touch your face
is there room for me
to i let you in?
i dont know
this time
i dont know