Greg's blog: "some old writings that i would like some feedback on"

The days that have gone are nothing more than a blur, but with this bottle in my hand i think that i have found a cure. A cure for the problems before and for the problems to come. But there is a pain that no drink can cure, no pill can ease. For that pain is an empty heart, the kind when you begin to lose feelings for everything that is at hand and of anything that could be in the future. But to confuse the mind and with the thought of happiness there is always another bottle to help me through.Yet when all regrets from the bottle wear off there is still a pain that is causing you to question yourself about loneliness. Even with everyone around you are still lonely and yurning for someone to rescue you from the emptiness of your heart as it begins to eat away at your soul. so day after day you begin to look to the bottle as a friend that is there for advice, a friend that would be there to bring you happiness but yet you are still there alone. Once the bottle begins to take control you begin to pull away from everyone and everything until you have nothing left. Until you find a friend that is willing to stand by you and support you in all that you do and in all that you want to become. Someone who is willing to be a shoulder for you to cry on, or to be the one that is there to help you up when ever you fall. When the trust is there and you are unwilling to believe that you even begin to try to pull away from them as well, you try to shut them out .

With feelings so strong But miles apart To be thinking of each other And to be in each others heart For days to come and days to go To know that there is love starting to grow For years to come in each others arms I promise to be there and keep you safe from harm To be there just to see the smile on your face And to see your beauty covered in lace For the words to come so sacred and true I will say them all through and through For when the big day is finally here To have our friends and family near With the special time for us to share We will share our love and know we care What I wouldn't give to have it all And enjoy the sight as your clothes fall For the time is coming till we meet again To have you with me till the end With the good times that we had are in the past I want you to know that there are more to come and some to last

The sky has been gray, the sky has been dark While I've been thinking about our time apart The times of good, the times of bad Some made me happy, while others made me mad With the thought of the future that lies ahead Thats what helps get me out of bed For the day that I return is not to far For i miss my friends, my family, and my car With the time to come what will it bring Fame, Fortune, or maybe pain No way to tell untill it comes Under bright moons and many suns With the past that we had, it happened so fast Nothing more to wonder than how long will it last With the way that it came, all pleasure no pain Now all that I do is sit and think in the rain Of the times we had some pleasant and true And even of the one from when I made you blue So how can we judge the future from the times that we had When what we think is good could turn out to be bad Most things like this talk of the breaking heart And things of good that turn around and fall apart

The past is now gone, as the future grows near To have you in my life, I would have nothing to fear For the sounds of little feet running down the hall That is what I want, yes I want it all All the times that you smile, all the times that you cry I just want you to know that I am by your side For the times that are happy, and the ones that are sad To be a good man even when i am mad For the times that you wake up full of fear I wanna be the one that is there to wipe away your tear

Once again alone i sit with nothing to comfort me but the beat of my own heart. Will we ever find our way back? Not just back to each other but back to the way that everything was before we parted. The freedom to just sit around and talk or just to drop everything and go for a walk.I would give anything just to feel her warm touch just one more time, yet i know that she is on the other end of the line. Knowing that she is wanting the same as I. So how could something seem so simple yet be so hard, or when you try so hard you are only turned down. To make the possible seem as the impossible, or the reachable the unreachable. But when the place to start is no further than in your heart. When you look deep inside and learn what is missing then you have found a guide. When a lesson to learn is yet to be taken then you have nothing more than to fight with yourself. Not with her but with yourself, since it is you that has a problem with you. No matter how much love you are trying to give to her, if you can't deal with the pain and agony that lies within then there is no love to give. When the touch of your hand begins to feel as nothing more than a touch from a cold stranger. Yet once you have learned your lesson and begin to understand her as she wants to be understood is when you begin to regain the warmth of your touch which she has been longing for. With the time that u have spent by yourself you begin to learn lessons that you thought that you would never learn, but when you get the chance to be back with her you begin to understand everything that you have been told and begin to understand the lessons that you have learned. For time is the only true healer. Once you get back with her you begin to remember all of the things that you thought you were beginning to forget and all the things that you have been hoping and yurning for have all returned. Not all at once but once givin the chance old memories begin to make new memories and the touch that you have been waiting for seems worth all of the time that you have spent waiting.

on this cold lonesome night by myself with my radio, I can't help but wonder what she's doin now. As the thoughts come in of days of our past, Showing all of the good memories and how we hoped they would last. since these days there has been nothing but pain, for when the time comes for me to travel home the pain will be gone and my thoughts can roam. The most pain comes not from thoughts but from forgetting, the pain from forgetting what it feels like to be lying by her side, forgetting the feel of her skin and the softness of her touch,and the sweetness in her kiss. From day to day you begin to forget more and more until it all feels as if it was just a dream. A dream that was ment to pass, but felt as real as another day. What would happen if we both forgot what it was like to be together,