And just like that, with one argument, things could all be over before they even began. Before two people understood the magnitude of their love. Before they were able to realize just how happy they would have been together. @PLECCA
Here I am again, Running back to you.
How hard I try, Can’t get away from you.
Every path I take kept pushing me to you.
Every step I haul, Took me closer to you.
Every thought of you that I hurled away,
Kept reaching me, Piling in my heart.
Every moment shared that I kept turning away from,
Kept coming back to me, Slicing away my heart.
What’s wrong with me, I keep falling for you again
For every second my eyes find you.
What’s wrong with me. I keep falling for you again
For every thought of you that crossed my mind.
Oh, what to do with me, Can’t even curb my feelings
Now, what to with you, can’t even return my stolen heart.
I begged for you to look at me yet you won’t even make a glimpse,
I tightly held on to your hand yet you loosely let it go,
I asked you to stay yet you pushed me away.
I want to shake you,slap you and tell you to wake up. You can not forever play the victim. You have to be the hero in your own story, otherwise you end up the victim and the villain with no true happy ending...
It’s those painful memories that made me who I am today and that pain is all I have ever known.
Crying alone is one of the most practiced things that I’ve ever done.
It is one of the worst feelings one can feel. But it is a part of you, so embrace it. It is the purest form of emotion.
It may make you feel lonely and suicidal. But it also forces you to become better only if you understand it’s true meaning.
There are many happy moments that I’ve experienced but I don’t really remember them. What I remember is the painful ones. Why?
Even the universe within you teaches you something about yourself.
Happiness never gives you anything to learn. Sadness gives you everything.
To whom I know it will never concern:
I haven’t used this account in 3 years. Forgetting everything I once wrote, I rejoined in hopes to find a pen pal to help me strengthen the Polish language I am trying so hard to learn. However, I looked through my old writing to find love letters... Not nearly as good as the hundreds I wrote on paper to him... To remind him that he was loved. What breaks my heart is that now, looking back in time, not a single letter was appreciated except the first or second. In those five and a half years, I did so much that wasn’t appreciated... Yet I never saw the signs.
I remember when you returned home from Mexico. The way to looked at me at the airport was not ...
It has been my pleasure and honor
to be apart of your life. in this line of work,they say dont get attach but how could i not. you had a smile that lit up the world. you were my favorite person to care for and im truly going to miss you.
my sweet angel fly,fly as high as far as you can but dont forget about us. fly high and fly far but not to far because we aren't ready to say goodbye just yet.
How is it that the time I’m spending forgetting you
Is longer than the time I spent loving you?
-Silence in Echos
Is everyday worth fighting
for or are we all just living
the greatest lie in the
history of all man kind?
What it was meant to be,
And what that has become
Were never the same,will never be anymore,
And in between the worlds of 'was' and' has become'
she wandered carrying the whole load,
Of prayers, beliefs, regrets and tears,
Until she could bear it no more
Then she realized that her reality was hard but ,
The the stamp it left is harder,
And she could do nothing about it anymore..
Hold me like you fear losing me.
Come close. As much that there's no space for air to stay.
Unlock my senses with that touch of yours.
The touch that I have been longing for.
The touch that drove me crazy.
The touch that reminded me of our times of love.
Pin my hair behind my ear so that they don't block our gaze at each other.
Pull me closer so that I can hear and feel your breath.
Let my hands find comfort on you.
Kiss me so hard that I cry. I cry to leave but, only not to.
I want to run. Not from you, but from myself.
I love you but I am afraid that in the process, I might lose myself into you.
Maybe its not the right time. But, that would never mean that it isn't love <3
I wanted to be more..
More than just a stupid bitch
More than just a piece of ass
More than just a place to stay when
you have no where else to crash
More than the things you stole from me
More than a quest for you
to say you conquered
More than just a “white girl”
More than second or third choice
More than a sick bitch
More than a trophy
More than an object
More than your personal punching bag
More than your rage release
More than my drugs
More than your drugs
More than money
More than a sugar momma
More than a side show to conceal in a tent
More than being left behind
More than your blame
More than my own cryin damn shame
It's true that I m not the first person u love...
BuT its also a truth that u are the last person I looked at with mouth of forevers ...
We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife.. We have both lived with lips more scars tissues than skin ... Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night....
Our love came Whn we would give up on asking love to come.. I think that has to be a part of miracle.
This is how we heal.
I kissed u like a forgiveness.
& u holded me like I m ur new hope.
Our arms were bandage & we pressed memories between us like flowers in a bo...
I have been standing outside at night, barefoot, and without a coat. Cold air raps me snuggly in its chill. I dig my toes as deep into the soil as they can go. I revel in the moist earth and frosted breath that I breathe. I love the almost painful bite of the night time.
Tonight I stood outside and looked on the moon. I was out there so long my feet went numb and my nose stung. When I started to thaw inside it ran. My lips as so cold I couldn’t form the words in my head.
I have been pondering stolen lands, stolen life’s, and stolen futures. I think the night is a good time and the outside is a good place to contemplate these things. They are uncomfortable to think on. The night all...
What do you do when you’re struggling with something you don’t know?
When you feel worthless,
When you feel despair and disappointment in your parents’ eyes,
When you want to do something out of the world but can’t find a way out,
When you feel unnecessarily pressured
Spending time thinking what You could’ve done what you shouldn’t have.
Even when everything’s in line and you’ve almost won the race
But then you stumble down and lose your chance of even finishing it.
Can you get up and start over again?
I love you more than you love yourself
But just me loving you won't help
Help you overcome your vice
That will eventually ruin your life
Pain festers deep in your soul
As you sink to the bottom of a bottle
Having to face your reality
When it becomes empty
And night quickly becomes morning
Entering into a day of new beginnings
And endless possibilities
That you can't seem to see
Beyond your own fatality
Of becoming your worst enemy
I try to understand
And lend a helping hand
But what more can I do
If you won't let me help you
Fight through this sickness
That will one day leave you breathless
Stripped of any chance to correct
All the self abuse and neglect
For you my soul aches
My heart yo...
Dear The Woman, 😌
A heart so heavy, filled with unspeakable joy yet uncontrollable pain. What is love worth having If it’s not yours to have. But it has grown beyond the unexpected that we can’t fathom the thought of letting go. Hmmmm as if we really have a choice. It’s OFFICIAL, signed, sealed and delivered ... the ink is forever dried. The “I DO’s” are etched into the Universe like high shining stars. As I stand below looking above at the beauty of what I once loved journey on with another she scarcely knew. So who really is the dumb one. Maybe I am because I came second, tho it is said it’s I whom they truly loved of the two. Though her heart is torn between the two; her ebony and her Ivo...