Yes, but another work from yours truly. One from my heart to yours, but more from my heart to the world. Pay it little attention, much attention, or even no attention whatsoever. That is up to you. Welcome to a small piece of my life...noth that its somewhere you want to be.
Yours,
Cougar 

The tears fell like rain from her gray eyes. The wonderful happiness from the few hours earlier was long gone. She felt almost as she had the night she'd lost one she had considered a friend. it had occured to her that the last time she had felt that happy it had gone wrong. As her mind continued on the subject she realized that she would never be truly happy. She would just have to pick someone she wasn't happy with and accept the inevitability of being unhappy. Vertical Horizon really knew what they were talking about when they said, "He's everything you want, he's everything you need, he's everything inside of you that you wish you could be. He says all the right things at exactly the right time and he means nothing to you and you don't know why." Basically, he's perfect but you don't love him. Contrary to popular belief thats not okay. if someone is perfect for you and he likes you then it doesn't matter who you like, things will go to hell if you odn't just deal with it and date him. however, one must remember that this goes both ways. Males, unfortunatley have the ultimate control. If a girl likes them it doesn't matter, they will go with whomever the like. Vertical Horizon also said this best. "I am everything you want, I am everything you need, I am everything inside of you that you wish you could be. I say all the right things, at exactly the right times, but I mean nothing to you and I don't know why." Its occured to me that yes it is true, I am unable to find someone I can be happy with, I am not one of the chosen lucky few. Though that chnce seemed to be within reach it was quickly pulled out of reach by an ouside party. yes, I am well aware that I"ve slipped out of my previous style. She sighed, the lihts far too bright for her sensitive eyes at the moment. She ran a hand under her eyes to clear the excess moisture and eyeliner. She stumbled through the snow in the field in which she had been kneeling in the middle of. She wasn't physically tired but emotionally at her limit. She slid into the sleek black sports car and started the powerful engine. It wasn't long before the heat kicked on and she slowly became warm, ceasing her shivering. Once she was warm and the tears and shivering stopped she looked in the rear-view mirror and reapplied eyeliner without paying much attention. She put the car in gear smoothly and began rolling. When she reached the end of the road she came to a stop, looking both ways on the deserted road. When she began letting off the clutch to pull onto the road she caught a glimpse of her own eyes. The tears had changed the soft gray to ice-blue, clear and cold, encircled with black darker than the night sky, reflecting the way she felt deep in her heart.

Another work from an ice-cold, blue heart -
Yours,
Cougar