Starting to get cold outside...
Seems like these day i keep telling myself, " The things that don't kill me will make me stronger."
I went and reviewed some of my journals! Oh, was i ever young, immature, and oblivious. I can say for sure that i have grown up, and changed for the better. I am no longer that girl.
This time i am educated on the human being. I know now what i didn't know then. I know when someone doesn't want me around, someone doesn't want to talk to me, and when someone is trashing me behind my back. I will only give a person so many chances. I will make the first step and do the work, but if they cannot meet me in the middle then i will perceive them as inappropriate for my life.
I WILL NOT make the same mistakes that you made. You may not want me in your life, but you didn't have to take my family to court and bring us down lower then the ground. You have made me cry, you have left me standing on the street crying, you have left me stranded, you have taken my love for granted, you have made me feel like all the times we spent together weren't real, and you hurt me deeper then you will ever know. This isn't love!
I feel like a candle in a hurricane. (Some days my emotions feel like a hurricane, but that is completely normal and acceptable.)
Some days i feel like an angel that has lost her wings. Although, everyday that goes by, another small piece of me falls into place slowly making me complete.
Your eyes, your smile, and your heart makes me want to be apart of your life.
I remember laying beside you in that hospital, you looked so helpless and afraid! I didn't know what to do or say because i knew i was going to lose you forever. I remember laying beside you watching and observing, who knew that there was so many things wrong.( Looks can be deceiving.) The day that you passed away was the worst day of my life. You were apart of my everyday. You held all of my secrets. You knew everything about me. You loved me so much, i loved you so much. Sometimes i feel like no one loves me that much anymore. I know that isn't true though!
I LOVED MY GRANDMA SO MUCH, and no one knows even how much i miss her...
In my writing are hidden messages and serenity.
When we want things done, sometimes we have to do them ourselves.
I went and reviewed some of my journals! Oh, was i ever young, immature, and oblivious. I can say for sure that i have grown up, and changed for the better. I am no longer that girl.
This time i am educated on the human being. I know now what i didn't know then. I know when someone doesn't want me around, someone doesn't want to talk to me, and when someone is trashing me behind my back. I will only give a person so many chances. I will make the first step and do the work, but if they cannot meet me in the middle then i will perceive them as inappropriate for my life.
I WILL NOT make the same mistakes that you made. You may not want me in your life, but you didn't have to take my family to court and bring us down lower then the ground. You have made me cry, you have left me standing on the street crying, you have left me stranded, you have taken my love for granted, you have made me feel like all the times we spent together weren't real, and you hurt me deeper then you will ever know. This isn't love!
I feel like a candle in a hurricane. (Some days my emotions feel like a hurricane, but that is completely normal and acceptable.)
Some days i feel like an angel that has lost her wings. Although, everyday that goes by, another small piece of me falls into place slowly making me complete.
Your eyes, your smile, and your heart makes me want to be apart of your life.
I remember laying beside you in that hospital, you looked so helpless and afraid! I didn't know what to do or say because i knew i was going to lose you forever. I remember laying beside you watching and observing, who knew that there was so many things wrong.( Looks can be deceiving.) The day that you passed away was the worst day of my life. You were apart of my everyday. You held all of my secrets. You knew everything about me. You loved me so much, i loved you so much. Sometimes i feel like no one loves me that much anymore. I know that isn't true though!
I LOVED MY GRANDMA SO MUCH, and no one knows even how much i miss her...
In my writing are hidden messages and serenity.
When we want things done, sometimes we have to do them ourselves.