Two Wolves's blog: "Thank You"

Once I was on the inside looking out. Now I'm on the outside looking in. Like the little street boy standing in front of the candy store. Staring in the window at all the treats he can't have.

Winds of change are blowing by, I feel as though I'm a leaf being lifted up and I am at the mercy of the wind. What direction will life take me to day. When I land I don't want to be lost in the crowd. I don't want to land all alone I am my own color to compliment the many colors of friendships. The color or joy and laughter. The color of tears of heart break and sorrow. Only the winds of change knows where I will land today, and where I will go tomorrow.

Where to begin???? To all my friends who've commented and called me sweet and nice and so on and so forth. Have you ever asked yourself why I'm the nice sweet guy. One that's real and not a fake. You may have answered your self many times and then again you may not have. To begin with yes I am real and not a fake. I have never led anybody to believe I was something I am not. My comments were always truthful. There were some that I struggled with to insure they weren't rude. The real me. At one time in my life I was so hot for jesus. I was baptised and became involved in the church I attended. Somewhere I lost that passion. Something happened in my life that rocked my world and I didn't quit loving him. I quit loving me. I gave up on me, I quit caring. Somewhere I lost that passion and I started walking away from him, and kept going. What I'm trying to say is I'm a christian who fell from grace, and the only thing that stopped my butt from slamming into the ground is Gods mercy. That's why I'm the sweet guy who's different from the rest.

When you break a girls heart, she still feels it when you run into each other 3 years later When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind. When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around. When a girl answers, "I'm fine, " after a few seconds, she is not fine at all and more than likely doesn't want to talk about it. When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are so wonderful. When a girl lays her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a girl says that she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future. When a girl says, "I miss you, " no one in this world can miss you more than that. When a girl is mean to you after a breakup she wants you back, but she's scared she'll get hurt and knows you're gone forever or you were just an **** and should leave her alone. Guy Facts: When a guy calls you he wants to be with you When a guy is quiet, He's listening to you... When a guy is not arguing, He realizes he's wrong When a guy says, "I'm fine, " after a few minutes, he means it When a guy stares at you, he wishes you would care about him and wonders if you do? When you're laying your head on a guy's chest he has the world When a guy calls you everyday he is in love When a (good) guy tells you he loves you he means it When a guy says he can't live without you he's with you till you're done When a guy says, "I miss you, " he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else Differences

Touch me... In secret places no one has reached before. In silent places where words only interfere. In sad places where only whispering makes sense. Touch me... In the morning when the night still clings. At midday when confusion crowds upon me. At twilight, as I begin again to know who I am, In the evening when I see you and I hear you... best of all. Touch me... Like a child who will never have enough love, For I am a person who wants to be lost in your arms, An individual who has known pain to love, An adult who is strong enough to give. Touch me... In crowds, when a single look says everything, In solitude when it's too dark to even look, In absence when I reach for you through time and miles. Touch me... When I ask, When I'm afraid to ask. Touch me... With your lips, Your hands, Your presence in the room. Touch me... Gently, for I am fragile, Firmly, for I am strong, Often, for I am alone.

To all my Lost Cherry Friends who take the time to say Hello, Hi, How Are You, rate my photos, leave me comments, Thank You from everything that I am. You would not believe the smiles and snickers you create when you do. Of those I do comment and keep in contact with you know that I do not leave rude, vulgar or degrading comments.. I never will. You call me sweet, thank you.. I call it being a gentlemen, respecting the ladies here on Lost Cherry, either with or without clothes. I struggle with being single on a daily basis and sometimes I ask myself why I even bother.. Its the friends that I have here on Lost Cherry.. To the rest of you what am I a friggin number