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Name: Jonathan
Location: Detroit, Michigan, United States
Gender: Male


Interests: The U.S. Navy SEAL's, Poland's GROM and just about anything related.
Occupation: Military
Industry: Government


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Member Since: 4/22/2005

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Sunday, April 24, 2005

Today when I was exploring the web, i stumbled into something.....rather impacting in how it feels.

Broken heart never sleeps,
I told her when I saw her.
My heart was broken,
For when I saw her.
I wanted nothing more,
But to keep on crying,
While telling myself,
To forget her.
Soony broken heart did stop,
But I was still not asleep.
For broken heart never sleeps.

Freaky, it's almost as if somebody read me inside-out.


Before you say goodbye,
Look into my eyes,
Tell me you love me,
Just one word,
Even if it will remain,
In my heart,
Killing me softly,
Throughout the rest of my life,
When I stand under the moon,
Thinking about you.

Before you say goodbye,
Sing me a song,
Any song,
A song that will remind me,
Of your voice,
A voice that I love,
I will always love,
When the radio goes on,
When I hear someone sings,
I will think that,
The voice belongs to you.

Before you say goodbye,
Take a look at me,
Look deep into my heart,
See how much,
You have hurt me,
See how much,
You have placed on my hands,
And now you just take them,
You take them away,
From my heart,
My hands,
Leaving me here,
Fulfilling my dreams,
All alone.

Say goodbye with a kiss,
Say goodbye,
With a word of love,
Even if you never,
Come back tomorrow,
I want you to kiss me,
One last time,
Under the moon,
I want to see you,
Above the sky,
Each nights after you leave,
Smiling down at me,
Even if,
It will remind me of you.

Good-Bye


Once again, another night without a good night of sleep. I keep having that same old dream. Three days and a total of 16 hours of sleep. That sucks, eh? I doubt good sleep is gonna come anytime soon. Some people just dont understand what I'm going through, some people think I'm made of iron. Well hey, not even I am made of iron. Saavy?


Saturday, April 23, 2005

There is the Navy and the SEALs. What would you pick? The navy? float around on a ship all day and then when a threat appears, seal yourself in a steel coffin? Or HALO jump at 30,000 feet in the dead of the night, hit the dark jungles with a full moon, faces painted, weapons ready and complete the objective and get out via swimming 3 miles out to sea to the sub?

you pick.


Friday, April 22, 2005

Death, killing and pain all around...man does it ever stop? I look back on my days in the Civil Air Patrol, being a member of the elite Cadet Leadership School, the Advanced Training Program. CLS 2004, the best I've ever served with. I was ground team, Search and Rescue and i miss it more every day. But what can I say? the love of anything hurts. especially something very close. So close you're ready to go.....love hurts, wouldn't you agree?