Tag Archives: love

Just let it go

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When trying to deal with a past bad relationship. Sometimes you have to forget a person’s existence and let them become a faded picture.

 It’s not to be mean or spiteful. It is for your own peace of mind. You cannot make someone’s love for you be real or them to be what you expect them to be.

 You have to allow them the time to realize that the mistake they made isn’t something that they can just fix and they must live with their regret. Whether they ever admit it to other or not. It will be something they cannot lie to themselves about and will live with.

 Sometimes the puzzle pieces don’t fit no matter how much you try to force them to.

 It’s when you step back and look at the puzzle and realize that the piece you are trying to make fit. May be owned by someone else and you are holding on to something keeping you from your missing piece.

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Quote of the Week

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“Teach your daughters and sisters that it is okay to be alone, that the existence of a relationship does not make them whole.
Don’t shame your friends for wanting to be alone/being single. Relationships entered with these unhealthy mindsets will most likely be unhealthy and unfulfilling.” From Black Geisha

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What is at stake?

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What does one do,
When their feelings are real,
But the one they are towards,
Doesn’t know how you feel?

The answer seems easy,
But there’s too much at stake,
I’ve been wondering if,
It’s a risk I should take.

Given time, questions will unfold

 And show the answers held within them.

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The Little things that matter

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You know about one of those random people and their acts that just make your day? Something like that happened to me. Yesterday I was in the store trying to choose between two identical products, but I really was just standing there lost in my thoughts blocking the entire aisles. This old man trying to come through stopped to say hi, and made his way between my cart, my thoughts, and I.
I don’t know how much time elapsed, but he eventually came back through the aisle were I was still standing staring at the same items… Or at life.
He asked me if I was deciding, and somehow he woke me up. I tried to answer but I couldn’t get a word out. Just nodded my head in half a smile. I must have been carrying the misery of the world on my face because he stood there with me for a minute and gave me a warm smile that translated to me as : “Everything will be ok child”. He dug in his pocket and handed me a handful of candy… (I am grown enough to accept candy from stranger.)
He brought tears to my eyes and warmed my heart.

What made me happy is that, at times when you think that everything is going bad and nothing good is left in the world, you see these little acts of kindness and a little faith in humanity is restored.

One simple act of kindness or humanity could mean the world to somebody

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Lonely Girl

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A lonely girl wanders the world
Searching for her poor lost soul
Waiting for lightning to strike her heart
Waiting for thunder to tear her apart

She’s never felt a butterfly’s flutter
Simple words always made her stutter
A tortured heart with the soul of a child
A nervous laugh and a beautiful smile

The neighborhood boys with jokes all the same
Pulling her hair and calling her names
Taking more than she ever could bare
Feeling the rip long after the tear

Millions of people suffer day after day
Hatred and destruction is what they say
Women are from Venus, men from Mars
and she’s just a local girl with local scars

 

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Quote of the Week

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“Your first mistake was loving someone who doesn’t know what love really is. It was giving them the power to ruin you, giving them enough strength to crush your soul with two fingers, and even worse, a few words. your second mistake was telling them how much you need them, how your soul longed for something like this, how you can’t imagine long nights without them. Your third mistake was falling too fast for the idea of who they were, the soft hints of hate you missed in their words, the points of concern you should’ve noticed. Your fourth mistake loved them more. Loving each little bruise and bone, being convinced each scar had a story, even when it didn’t. Connecting the freckles on their back into constellations and secretly wishing this would last forever, baby no, you can’t wish on stars that aren’t bright. and they, they were always dark and dull. they looked at you with bored eyes, you were convinced they were only ever tired. they held you with careless, clumsy, arms. Arms that never shook from holding on too tight, you kissed with motionless lips, slept with a body and no soul. But, it’s not your fault. It’s easy to fall for an idea, especially when it’s got big brown eyes and a heartbeat that sounds like your favorite song.” -Isabel C., Four

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