<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/anjelamfmax"><title>Thoughts Consumed of You   - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/</link><description>This is for those who are searching for their true love, their soul mate. I believe we all long for our equal. 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When I closed my eyes last night I never imagined waking up to something so beautiful. It was wonderful to have the love of my life, make such a powerful gesture, just to reassure me of our love. Your gift left me with a permanent smile and the mark of your loyalty. Thank you for imprinting your love onto my soul. The words to your song, were beautiful and magical. Each note exploded with meaning. In addition to the oath...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711573"><title>Growing Impatient</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711573</link><description>Hello My Love, Although, I am confident of our union I grow impatient. I envy the couples who establish the comfortability of wearing each others clothes. The special language that couples share. Sweet caresses of love just simply because. The familiarity and acceptance of family reinforces the love between a couple. Watching, how they talk to each other. Some have pet names others you can hear the affection in their voice. I can't wait for our time. I only ask when? I wish there was some...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711389"><title>A Special Kind of Love</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711389</link><description>Hello My Love, Today was interesting. Surprisingly enough I was surrounded by negative people. At first I couldn't understand why would this be brought to my attention. The entire day was filled with seeing misery in people's eyes. I saw a couple who were familiar with each other and no longer cared to send an inviting smile or not even a glance. As she reminded him of things he'd forgotten, he torte back with sarcasm and a roll of the eyes. Clearly days of happiness seem so far away and the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711300"><title>Glances of you</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711300</link><description>Today was a day filled with sweet glimpses of you. The omnipresent of our love was a beautiful reminder that this is bigger than us. As I walked down the block this morning, there is a small brook along the way, immediately I was greeted by two ducks wading in the water appearing to have no cares in the world. The odd part they seemed to be playing a game of chase. Then as the hustle and bustle of lunch hour approached, I saw an elderly couple at the restaurant. Proving that chivalry was not...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711282"><title>A Smile for You</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711282</link><description>My day was average. Nothing spectacular at first. Then during lunch my coworkers were engrossed with the latest gossip. Suddenly, I looked over and saw this person with the most gentle eyes. Their eyes seemed to send me a message from my unknown love. Oddly enough, it seemed as though I was staring and couldn't take my eyes off them. Their eyes were so captivating and soothing. Although no words were spoken I could hear a faint voice, don't give up. I will not stop searching until I find you....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711174"><title>Filling the Well</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711174</link><description>There are times when we become complacent in our relationships. This pertains to any type of relationship dynamics. We forget the simple things. Example, we forget to say thank you or please. There are times when we no longer are considerate of each other. After, much neglect then comes ill feelings, disappointments, sarcasms, eyes roll and ultimately simple disrespect. It's never spoken about, but it becomes a wedge between people. The best thing is to start somewhere. Start by genuinely...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711173"><title>Not Yet</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/anjelamfmax/711173</link><description>My day started early, and as I awoke to birds chirping and what sounded like church bells I looked over only to be reminded that once again you were not yet by my side. There was much planned for the day. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to bury my thoughts of you. I find it interesting that a stranger which at times I affectionately refer to as the thief who stole my heart can have me twisted. I love this individual, but there is no face to fix my gaze upon. I urn to be with this individual,...</description></item></rdf:RDF>