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Calgary, Alberta, Canada
I am a lot of things - I am limited edition, not weird :) . A Christ Lover and a fashion lover. I love crime and comedy shows (or movies) .. and I always move on no matter what :)

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Merry Christmas / Happy Holidays

Merry Christmas to all fellow bloggers and readers and followers.. even those of you who tell me randomly that you visit my blog, thanks. I appreciate all of you.

Remember Jesus Christ is the reason for the season, spread his love...



Kisses* and Hugs*
Abi Tobi

Saturday, December 3, 2011

My Love is Past

I wrote this poem early 2009 or late 2008.  it wasn't my intention to share it at first, it was supposed to be this piece that made me proud of myself - that reminded me that I can let go of anything and anyone especially if they shouldn't have been in my life in the first place. But a friend of mine read it and insisted I published it on facebook X_X.. I did and I was amazed at the feedback.  I called it "My Love is Past" ... Enjoy :)

Ooo... my heart, my head and thoughts
I drift to the days I dreamt of him;
When I thought d whispers of my name from him will calm the storm
When I thought his kiss will heal my pains
When I thought my world was built around him
Blinded by lust called love;
Not really lust because it went beyond physical,
Not infatuation because it wasn’t sexual,
And if it was love, then I want it no more,
It was undefined... not love, lust, crush, or infatuation.

My nights were full of bags of eyes,
And my pillow dripping with tears,
With a river of worry and discomfort in my heart,
I had fallen for the wrong one
Unsure of his love for me;
And with thoughts that he didn’t care, ripping me in two,
And with little thoughts that he did genuinely, making my heart skip faster

Blinded by lust called love;
Not really cause it went beyond d physical.
Being hot and cold;
Holding me like he never wants to let go
And when sight causes a distance,
I stare at my phone waiting for him to ring
He hardly did.... It made me sick.
And sometimes, he did
.... It made me smile

Being there and not
With his tongues of lies and deceit
He told me I was the world to him
And the scales stayed in my eyes.
I had fallen for the wrong person





My love is past
I want no more
For my bags of eyes, and heart of scars
Were tired of pains


And free like a bird I am
Am better without him..
......................


The scales fell off...
My life came back.. .. ... .. :)