 You will never untangle the circumstances that brought you to this moment. Embrace your fate.  You will always love your first love. They will always be in your heart, always. Now that's a promise of always and forever. No matter how badly they hurt you, no matter how much pain and teas they put you through. You will always love them. And if you don't that shows they weren't your first love.  It's nice when someone remembers little details about you, not because you keep reminding them but because they actually pay attention.  Every time something means a lot to you, you push it away before it can push you away.  Sometimes you have to lose your mind to find your freedom.  Never underestimate the pain of a person, because in all honesty, everyone hurts. Some people just hide it better than others.  When you’re happy, you enjoy the music. But when you’re sad, you understand the lyrics.  Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even your troubles.  Serendipity. Looking for something, then finding something else, and then realizing that what you've just found is more suited to you than what you thought you were looking for.  If we weren't meant to give things another try, our paths and thoughts would not keep crossing and we would not keep tripping over our feelings for each other.  I wear my heart on my sleeve, but I'm not naive. I know what it feels like to be completely broken and I'm all too familiar with what it feels like to hurt. I know what it's like to see something funny and not laugh. I've been taken advantage of and used. My feelings have been completely disregarded, but I still believe all people are good at heart, and my trust has not diminished. To be honest, I hope it never does.  We do not get unlimited chances to have the things we want, and this, I know. Nothing is worse than missing an opportunity that could have changed your life.  He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, which you may come across four or five times in life. It faced—or seemed to face—the whole external world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.  I've dirtied my hands just to be left with nothing, everything shifts when you stop believing in something.  The chatter of the TV late at night. The ringing of your ears. The silence of getting yourself up. The mock of your soundless phone. The screaming of your palms despite the whole room talking around you.  I’m scared that I’m gonna end up alone. I’m scared that I’m always gonna be someone’s friend, or sister, or confidant but never quite someone’s everything.  I'm standing here like an idiot, waiting for you to find me, waiting for you to come over and smile like you used to do, look me in the eyes, and get lost in my heart.  It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone, evenif they don't deserve our forgiveness.  The thing about life that I have learned is that you're going to get hurt. You're going to have emotional nights and cry yourself to sleep for hours. You're going to suffer some kind of heartbreak, some kind of loss. But you will also have those moments where you heal. Those moments are the best. You feel like you smile for the first time again. You feel like you're alive again. Life just kind of restarts.  just want to be at peace with you, but if I gotta settle for just a piece of you, then I gotta say peace to you.  Call me crazy, but I still believe very much in untainted, unchanging, everlasting love. Despite the heartbreak and the disappointment that follows each mismatch; I've never failed to pick myself right back up to dive into yet another dream. It's just I've seen rainbows without the rain. I've felt the ground shake as I've prayed. I've witnessed light shine from darkness, so I've concluded that true love must be out there, waiting for us.  I kind of just want to run away. Not because things are bad, or cause there’s something to run from, just cause there’s nothing in particular keeping me here.  Would I rather be feared or loved? Easy. Both. I want people to be afraid of how much they love me.  I always think of you before I fall asleep. The words you said, the way you looked. The things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. And when I dream, I'll dream of you. Because it's about you, it's always about you.  Things that came apart could be put together again, but never exactly the same.  darling, open your eyes. you are not made up of those words that hurt you. or that number on the scale. or the expectations that you feel you will never meet. you are made up of nothing more than you. simply, beautifully, wonderfully, uniquely you. you are a lovely and complex soul. an individually fascinating combination of thoughts, ideas, feelings, and emotions. no other is as beautiful as you. look past the mirror. look at your soul. only then will you see yourself as you truly are. beautiful. |