You’re my world…. my shelter from the rain…. you’re the pills that take away my pain. You’re the light that helps me find my way. You’re the words when I have nothing to say. You’re my hope in a world full of lies. I want to be tangled up in you for the rest of my life.
Keep me warm when I’m cold and afraid. Make me realize how much you do behind the scenes that continues to show me how much you love me. I didn’t ask to be born in a world so calloused but you always come to make it right. You carry my pain and made a path so I can eventually find my way back home all the while shining in your everlasting light.
Written by: Debbie A. DeVita
A kiss, goodnight
And the world is dreaming
A stroke of my hair
And I will never stop believing
Above all the thunder and rain
You’re waiting for me
Safe and sane
With a smile on your face
And your arms
Wrapped around me
In a tight embrace
That smothers me
Until I am in another universe altogether
Somewhere I know I’m safe
Somewhere you are always with me
The place I am free to be me
I think they call it heaven
I think they call it bliss
but I think I’ll call it paradise
and pray for the day I am with you.
Written by: Debbie DeVita
Receiving is a miracle that we all tend to take for granted.
The amount of beauty that graces us on a daily basis is so overlooked and underrated.
This includes smiles, gestures, information, a kind word or many, acknowledgment, a door opening, etc
I invite you to take a look at the end of your day to see how much you have received.
It will change your outlook on life I promise.
You see, in receiving you do not have to unwrap it, find the meaning, or an agenda.
Receiving is from giving, a pure form of love.
When you understand just how simple it is to receive and how many souls actually give to you, you will understand that life is indeed full of miracles that were given to you out of nothing.
I believe that we are surrounded by really good people everyday.
Sometimes we take little smiles, gestures, open doors for granted because we are so fixated on the big things that have bothered us that day that we don’t take the time to remember or pay attention to all the good people we come across hour by hour, minute by minute.
Simply say hello, say thank you, smile back at a stranger, and share the miracle that you have received ♥
Written by: Debbie DeVita
December 14th 2011
I often wonder what love really is. Sometimes I find myself asking, is this how love is suppose to feel?There used to be days I was really sure what it is. Moment of first love, the innocent fluttering feeling which comes out and lives within me with excitement and mades me confident, this was probably what it was supposed to feel like, this was what love was. Fresh and new and full of excitement. Then in the midst of smiles and laughter, tears came along,with anger and pain. What seemed to me like it was everlasting love, flew out of the window faster than I could say “yah or nay”. Questions began to rise, isn’t love suppose to be everlasting, or is it just a spur of the moment thing. Can you really lose love with time or was it ever really love that you felt flying by? Second and third relationships ended up the same way. Things such as ‘I felt love in the beginning, but somehow I lost it with you… you’d be better off without me, I can’t be what you need’ became a common quote. Innocent images of love get lost in the process. All you’d recall is just how ‘love’ doesn’t last and that well maybe you just don’t know what exactly love is supposed to be. You start to doubt yourself, thinking you must be the problem or you would have love right now. Funny, how easy it is sometimes to forget all those happy moments you share with a person that you’ve build together for a period of time in just a blink of an eye… then later on only recall the pain which acts as the base for the defensive mechanism you unknowingly build around yourself. There is just a natural instinct to block out people once you get hurt. You think if you build up walls, no one will ever get in to hurt you again. Sometimes I guess maybe I chose not to believe in love so I don’t get hurt yet again. I think sometimes I tell myself I am better off alone so I don’t have to hear the familiar echo of “goodbye” playing again, this lonely song that continues over and over, in my heart. So here I am again, giving love another try. I’m back on this same track, but I am not sure what I am feeling. Can I find someone who will be good to me, someone who will be willing to accept me for all I am and all I have the potential to be? The image of love begins to blur. What exactly it is begins to be uncertain. I doubt almost everything and doubt most people to be genuine, but I still don’t feel like I am all here. I feel there must be a missing piece to me, there must be another side to me, a better part of me just waiting for me to find them. We all must have that someone, the one who waits for us, just as we wait for them. In the end although I give it another shot, another chance, another backward glance, I am still not sure about this thing we call……..
December 11th 2011
Written By: Debbie A DeVita