This column will change your life: Ever wondered why your friends seem so much more popular than you are? There's a reason for that

This is going to be ­awkward, but someone has to tell you, so it may as well be me: you're kind of a loser. You know that feeling you sometimes have that your friends have more friends than you? You're right. They do. And you know how almost everyone at the gym seems in better shape than you, and how everyone at your book club seems better read? Well, they are. If you're single, it's probably a while since you dated – what with you being such a loser – but when you did, do you recall thinking the other person was more romantically experienced than you? I'm afraid it was probably true.
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Why Should I care?

Was there something more I could have done? 
Or was I not meant to be the one? 
Where's the life I thought we would share? 
And should I care? 

And will someone else get more of you? 
Will she go to sleep more sure of you? 
Will she wake up knowing you're still there? 
And why should I care? 

There's always one to turn and walk away 
And one who just wants to stay 
But who said that love is always fair? 
And why should I care? 

Should I leave you alone here in the dark? 
Holding my broken heart 
While a promise still hangs in the air 
Why should I care?

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I Miss You

I sit here wondering where have I gone wrong, looking inside myself, thinking what did I do to lose you this way...
As I try to sleep at night, my heart sings, reminiscing, longing for you, as the fond memories of us fill my mind, heart and soul.
It is true that without you I cannot be my true self, it is true that emptiness is all I feel around my shattered pieces of heart. But I search for you again, I long for you again, to take me back into your arms and give meaning to my passions, to my life.
What have you been up to lately? what music do you sing? where does your heart go when you dream of a blissful existence? How come people don't judge you anymore? What's your secret? What's your way?
Teach me, get me back. Take me, hold me back. Show me that all I have gone through in your absence is meaningless, for you have not been there to witness it.
Drive me into your very being again, for I long for its warmth. Let your exceptional being ignite my fire and build it effortlessly into its greatest forms, this fire I used to hold within myself. Show me the journey I once led you to, show me how I can regain life in its perfect way again, for I need you back.

I had my dreams built with you, around you, but you took them for yourself. You went away, so fast so swiftly you disappeared.
How are you doing? I'd like to know. How are your days passing? Do you dream of your heart reuniting to completeness? Where are you going? Why do you escape?

I have dreamed of reaching you again, and oh did I try to touch your core again, but everyone around me is not helping, they separate us further away. I cannot keep doing this without you. Life has no meaning without you. I need your heart to play with mine, I need your core to make mine whole. Passions to flow back to me, like a little lost kid finding his mother, holding her tightly, loving her truly. I need to be the tear that falls down a mother's face, looking at her grown son establishing himself as a great being, pride filling up a father's heart. For I am lost without you, I am shattered without you, my true being needs you, is calling for you, is crying for you for I need you, my true lost self, I miss you.

Gabriel  Ghali