i met a guy on the internet 4 months ago, we have been getting on so well, he is so lovely, we talk via email, and now i think im falling for him, bad. we are arranging to meet and i cant wait. he makes me so happy, i have been threw so much crap in my life and been treated really bad by my ex’s and he has come along and made me happy again for the first time in a very long time
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How I did it: I was nice to all the people who wanted to speak with me.I was myself with all. And even if i knew a few of them had crushes on me, and they knew I didnt feel the same, I wasn't opposed to the idea of being a good friend to them... when they needed it.And before I knew it... a close friend of mine who had never written anything resembling poetry in his life had written a song for me.. I still cherish every word he… Read how I did it…
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This is so good now i will be able to use this song as a template for attemping to write my own songs…
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of someone writing a song about me. It’d be so nice. :)
My boyfriend plays the guitar, but he really doesn’t like his singing voice. But he still wrote me a beautiful song for my last birthday. I was in tears when he sang it for me! I would have to say it was one of the best things that ever happened to me :D :D :D
My boyfriend (at the time) wrote me a song. He turned out to be a jerk, but the song is still good.
My mother used to write songs, music and play the guitar at church and sing them, it was amazing. My song was Flower grow in Fields, I won’t share it all because it’s mine, but here’s a small part… Yesterday a flower bloom and flourished in the sun, tomorrow it will wither, but until this day is done, twill boast not of tomorrow, it’s purpose, but to share, oh that we were like flowers that praise God everywhere. There’s alot more, but like I said it’s mine.
Back in high school,a guy that had a crush on me for years wrote a song for me. After we had become friends he performed it for me. As sweet as the thought was, I just kept thinking that how I wished the guy I really liked was the one singing to me. So goes the cycle of teenage love….
I know that this sounds extremely girly and cheesy, but it is so true. To write a song, one must use both mind, body and soul, therefore making it the ultimate gift someone can offer. Songs can make me happy in a way that few things can.










