Your #1 Match: ENFJ

The Giver You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine. You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.

me?

i fell in love once, strange how love works. i still fall in love every time i see you too. again and again and again. it is amazing i think, how one person can evoke such a strong emotion everytime, all the time. but the love i have now for you is different.

i fell in love with you once, and thought that if i were older we could get married, because i would never get sick of you, and because you bring out the best in me, and make me work harder and better than i have ever worked in my life.

and then you fell in love with her, and i fell in love with the idea of you two together.

and i love it more than i ever loved just you alone.
because that is real, and that is true, and fathomable. we were a silly dream.

love sometimes seems like a silly dream. where does it start and where does it end, and what is true, and what will fade? why do our hearts play these games?

whatever will be will be.

because why close your heart off, when it can make you feel far more alive than ever before?

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

ill never forget the first time i saw you, when i say saw you i mean really saw you saw you. it was about two weeks into freshmen year, even though we had a last period spanish class together, where we sat across the room from each other, but you didnt mean a whole lot to me then. then you were just a face, a face across the room, a stranger, someone i didnt know, or care to either. i was scared, i was little, i wasnt sure about who i really was. i dont care what they say all freshmen are babies, and i was too.

but the first time i saw you, that was about two weeks into school, we had our first class assembly, and you spoke to the entire class. you stood in front of a group of your peers, mostly strangers, tall and proud, and gave your class speech. i dont remember anyone else that ran that year other than you, i was amazed that you were brave enough to commit such a daring act, as you know public speaking is not exactly my forte, and i admired you for it. but mostly, i was scared of you.

you were bigger, and 'popular', and brave. and i was little. but i liked you, i did, i wanted to be your friend.

and here we are four years later, and if you were to run for office again i think i would stand up on that stage in front of our peers and scream how amazing and wonderful and caring and independent you have grown to be. i would tell them all just how proud of you i am in so many ways. and just how lucky i am to be your friend. thats what i would do, for you Paige, because despite the stage fright, (which has improved) i would do it anyways, because you deserve it, because i am just that damn proud of you.

each and everyday we spend together you continue to amaze me. i am constantly seeking self improvement, and i have found you to be one of my number one role models.

.....thank you for sharing with me some of the best years, and for teaching me some of life's greatest lessons....

you darling are more than i could have asked for in a friend. your lessons, your love, your ideals will stay with me forever. because you my dear are a forever friend. and i think you know what i mean...

"are we going to be friends forever?" asked piglet.
.............."even longer." answered pooh.

sweet music and soft lighting incline me to write, as you sway to the vibrations floating on the air, melodies come to life in your eyes, in your movements, in your soul, and i am swept up in the moment.

fast-forward to a night later and i am in my own world, breathing, tasting, feeling, loving every precious moment, so glad that you care enough to share it with me.

i try to teach you what i see in it, the beauty, the picture, what it is supposed to be. i struggle to find the words, it is something you just have to learn to see i suppose. i cannot sleep, though not alone, sleep does not come. i drift in and out floating back and fourth between now and never, now and what could be, now and 2 years ago.

what is so different? everything is different, everyone is different. this is the first year i am without woodlynd, this is the first year for well... so many things.

but isnt every year a year for firsts? other wise everything would be the same, and we are constantly changing that is the only thing that ever stays the same.

lets meet same time same place, because despite the changes i like the comfort of familiarity, and lets talk like we used to, because i miss that, yes i do, and i think that that should stay.

sweet melodies float on the breeze and i'm flying at a million miles an hour down a road with open windows and bright moonlight. i can think of no better companion than the driver, and can tell no better story than the one that is being unfolded by the moments that pass by.

i think of my mini me, and how i miss her so. it has only been a few days since i saw her last, but i try to imagine what a lifetime would be without that smile and face and those words of confidence and it makes me want to cry. it is almost over, and i am crying on the inside, but smiling on the outside, distant in my crumbling facade.

strange what emotions are evoked on moonlit drives.

slow down car, slow down, its almost over, but im not ready to leave, not quite yet not quite yet.

your eyes tell stories mine are too tired to read, and your voice carries on it an air of playfulness which makes me giggle inside. because these are the times of our lives and as crazy and bombastic as they may seem, there is no better time to live than the present i do believe.

so keep on talking, because i love smiling, and laughing even on the inside, and i will wake up eventually, just give it time. i am beginning to realize how little there is left, so it wont be long now.

your stories are complex, so lets unravel them beneath the moon, and dance upon their waves, because dancing in the moonlight to the song of your stories would be splendid, yes, i do believe.

because the secret smiles and giggles i can see bursting out every inch of your being, makes me smile so big my face hurts. and to see your hand in his cements it in my mind.

spring has arrived, finally, and my best friend is home for the summer. oh-boy... i cannot wait.

there has been something missing for quite sometime, and i am hoping that you can fill that void. a mix of summer and a little fun is in order, lets see where the wind takes us this time.

senior prom '05 

i love my little brother. 

silly faces 

Senior Prom, '05 

i sometimes miss the safe confines of your arms and our late night talks, where late night always turns to early morning, and it is not uncommon that we see the sun begin to rise. lately late nights have been turning into early mornings as we hang onto airwaves, telling stories till one falls asleep. but this is too much... too much talk where nothing is said, and too little sleep, for both of us. it is hard to see in the dark when only one thing is clear, because i have no crystal ball to tell the future. but i am willing to wait it out, and skip alongside time to see what happens, because i think it's worth the wait.

so no more late night airwaves. we know how we feel, and that is all that matters.
ill be seeing you when satin gloves and top hats are the items of the evening... and hopefully the stars will shine brighter for the us all.