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I sit here... and I am torn.
Shit happens... to the best of us.
One day we will all be sitting in our rocking chairs, on our front porch looking back on the 'good ol' days'. We will look back on past memories and realize that it taught us so much more then we realized at that very moment.
I sit here and wonder what exactly my lesson was. I sit and try to open my eyes to the other side. And I am sure when I can see the other side, I will have found and learned my lesson.
Christmas time deffinately has gotten to me. It has made me realize how lonely I really am. But then again, most holidays bring out the bitter side of people who are single.
It has also made me realize how, everythign in my life is going great, all thats missing is that special someone.
I just want someone to hold, fall for and say I love you, and know that things will be great. As I have gotten older, every year that passes, every month headed my way, I realize that I really wnat to find that one person who i can have a great future with. I want to be a loving husband and that #1 dad. I want to have kids with the woman I can spend the rest of my life with.
Everyone around me seems to be finding true love. Some are engaged, soon to be, some already married and happy, others thinking about that big step. I look at what they have, and I wish that I had that, someone to share my life with.
I sit here with a black box in my hand. It contains soemthing that i was supposed to give away to someone special this christams. I play with it in my hands, run my fingers over the engravings. Heartbroke, a little, more then I am willign to admit. knowing its for the best, agreed. This single band was supposed to replace another. One that was hers to keep forever, just so that she knew no matter what happened, I would still be there. I would still be the best friend she found on her way. I sit here.. hold it tight in my hand.
I put it back in its little black box.
I forgave myself. I still sit and reminise. Its hard letting go.
Shit happens... to the best of us.
One day we will all be sitting in our rocking chairs, on our front porch looking back on the 'good ol' days'. We will look back on past memories and realize that it taught us so much more then we realized at that very moment.
I sit here and wonder what exactly my lesson was. I sit and try to open my eyes to the other side. And I am sure when I can see the other side, I will have found and learned my lesson.
Christmas time deffinately has gotten to me. It has made me realize how lonely I really am. But then again, most holidays bring out the bitter side of people who are single.
It has also made me realize how, everythign in my life is going great, all thats missing is that special someone.
I just want someone to hold, fall for and say I love you, and know that things will be great. As I have gotten older, every year that passes, every month headed my way, I realize that I really wnat to find that one person who i can have a great future with. I want to be a loving husband and that #1 dad. I want to have kids with the woman I can spend the rest of my life with.
Everyone around me seems to be finding true love. Some are engaged, soon to be, some already married and happy, others thinking about that big step. I look at what they have, and I wish that I had that, someone to share my life with.
I sit here with a black box in my hand. It contains soemthing that i was supposed to give away to someone special this christams. I play with it in my hands, run my fingers over the engravings. Heartbroke, a little, more then I am willign to admit. knowing its for the best, agreed. This single band was supposed to replace another. One that was hers to keep forever, just so that she knew no matter what happened, I would still be there. I would still be the best friend she found on her way. I sit here.. hold it tight in my hand.
I put it back in its little black box.
I forgave myself. I still sit and reminise. Its hard letting go.