(20) of bitter spouts..
I have a story to tell.
A story for hearts to listen, for hearts to cry, for hearts to reach out, for hearts to reply.
It isn't easy how people struggle with life's hazards and treachery. It brought us too far till we realise how important some people become in our lives. The strong signficance of these people.. Family, spouse/boyfriend, relatives, friends, strangers... Everyone. We are all important but we never know this until the last moments.. I have a heavy heart to tell you this story. Everyone I know, I love, I cherish, I hate.. I have a love-hate relationship with my life, currently. I love my family, but I hate the way they restrict me. I love my friends, but I hate the backstabbing going on behind my back. I love my boyfriend, but I hate it when I have no time for him. I love the world, but at the same time, I hate it for being such an imperfection. I love my sister, but I hate it when she displays selfish behaviour. I love my brother, but I hate him when he bugs me on my bad days. I love my grandma... I don't hate her one bit. So, most of my devotion is to grandma, someone I can relate to with no hate. Its so strange how some people can never be a part of what you owe or possess. Grandma's the best, but I have no idea why. I love my boyfriend, but I have no idea why. Its just so contradicting, what I'm writing but I hope someone out there understands.
I have been feeling rather lonely. Lonely in an odd way. I feel lonely till chills are being sent down my spine. And about 1/2 hour later, after I gourge myself with food or snacks, I feel a mountain-load better. But this feeling keeps coming back and goes away again.. Anyone knows what I'm suffereing from?
Is your heart listening to me or is your heart blinded by my oxymoronic-als?
Are you the one?
A story for hearts to listen, for hearts to cry, for hearts to reach out, for hearts to reply.
It isn't easy how people struggle with life's hazards and treachery. It brought us too far till we realise how important some people become in our lives. The strong signficance of these people.. Family, spouse/boyfriend, relatives, friends, strangers... Everyone. We are all important but we never know this until the last moments.. I have a heavy heart to tell you this story. Everyone I know, I love, I cherish, I hate.. I have a love-hate relationship with my life, currently. I love my family, but I hate the way they restrict me. I love my friends, but I hate the backstabbing going on behind my back. I love my boyfriend, but I hate it when I have no time for him. I love the world, but at the same time, I hate it for being such an imperfection. I love my sister, but I hate it when she displays selfish behaviour. I love my brother, but I hate him when he bugs me on my bad days. I love my grandma... I don't hate her one bit. So, most of my devotion is to grandma, someone I can relate to with no hate. Its so strange how some people can never be a part of what you owe or possess. Grandma's the best, but I have no idea why. I love my boyfriend, but I have no idea why. Its just so contradicting, what I'm writing but I hope someone out there understands.
I have been feeling rather lonely. Lonely in an odd way. I feel lonely till chills are being sent down my spine. And about 1/2 hour later, after I gourge myself with food or snacks, I feel a mountain-load better. But this feeling keeps coming back and goes away again.. Anyone knows what I'm suffereing from?
Is your heart listening to me or is your heart blinded by my oxymoronic-als?
Are you the one?