If you catch my eyes with yours I won´t be able to look away.
I won´t be able to break free from your gaze meeting mine.
If you reach out and take my hand in yours, I won´t be able to pull it back.
I won´t be able to break free from your hand´s grip around mine.
If you come close and stand so close to me I can feel the energy between us, I won´t be able to take a step back.
I won´t be able to break free from you next to me and increase the space between us.
If you lift one hand and put it behind my neck I won´t be able to shake it off.
I won´t be able to break free and move so that your hand falls away from me.
I you open your mouth to speak to me I won´t be able to shut your ...
I think I’m ready to let you go...
I can’t explain it or put my finger on what exactly it was that changed, but something did.
And today I’m seeing it all in a different light.
I don’t see the past differently, and not the possibility of what might happen in the future, but the present.
In this moment, I see what’s happening now differently.
I think I’m ready to let you go.
I haven’t been able to before.
You had a hold on me, and the thought of not being able to talk to you was crushing to me.
Now I know that no matter where life takes us, on some level, the connection will always be there.
Almost 10 years later we re-connect with the same ease as we did the first time.
Talking to you...
Thoughts in a letter to my (birth)mother
I don't know if you are out there somewhere
I don't know how come I never got to be with you long enough to remember you
I don't know if you ever think
I was just a baby
I don't know if you have any wish to see me
Maybe you have wondered every day since you left me
If you left me that is
What I'm doing
If I'm alive
Where I am
and what has happened
I would wonder
My life is good today
I am good
I grew up fine
I have a family
I have two daughters
Maybe they look like you
I had a mom and a dad
and a brother.
In case you ever wondered
I don't know if we'll ever meet
I don't know when we met last
I got a second chance at l...
But you see, that’s how you’re mistaken dear.
Don’t ask yourself if you are meant for each other.
There is no such thing as being meant to be together.
You are not pre-determined to be his.
He was not born to be yours.
The reason you fell for each other was attraction.
The reason you fell in love was connection.
The reason you will stay together will have to be decision.
Are you choosing him?
Is he choosing you?
Love is not a relationship. It is not a marriage.
It is a feeling.
Attraction is not a relationship. It is not a marriage.
It is a feeling.
Loyalty is not a relationship. It is not a marriage.
It is a behavior.
Attention is not a relationship. It is not a ...
I don't want to bring you into my darkness.
It's a place where anger, frustration, anxiety and confusion lives.
When I go there, it's better I go alone.
I don't want to bring you into my chaos.
It's a place where mistakes, insecurity, hopelessness and misconception lives.
When I go there it's better I go alone.
I'm me, and then I'm not.
I go from happy to sad in the blink of an eye.
There's nothing you can do to stop it.
It's a dark wave washing over me and as I tumble around under it, losing control, trying to get back to the surface to grasp a breath of air, just a quick breath to know that I will make it out ok, there's nothing you can do.
Only wait for me until the ocean is calm aga...
An endless ocean
It looks calm on the surface
Dark and deep in some areas
Shallow, exposing an even bottom in others
So much vaster than what any eyes can grasp in a single view
Some days it doesn't seem to move
Other days storms are raging day and night
Waves crashing against cliffs, water splashing, throwing itself high up in the air, as if it's trying to defeat gravity and take off beyond the sky.
Waves engulfing everything they come in contact with
And there in the midst of the ocean that is our love are we
You and me
Please, don't ever let go of my hand
We used to say that the timing was wrong.
We used to blame it on that.
I used to find comfort in thinking that had I met you at a different time, we could have given it a try.
We could have seen what you and I would have been like together.
I could have gotten an answer to my question "What if?"
I know now that the timing was not the reason.
We met when we did, because your purpose in my life was not to be the one.
You came into my life at a time that seemed wrong, but when you were exactly what I needed.
I will always wonder "What if?"
Even that has a purpose.
It will allow me to pursue my dream.
It took me a long time to understand and accept that no matter how perfect you seemed to b...
It's not your fault I'm angry.
You didn't do anything to upset me now.
This anger is coming from within.
This frustration is boiling up inside.
It's not your fault I'm crying.
You didn't do anything to hurt my feelings now.
These tears are caused by my internal struggle.
This sadness is growing from inside.
It's not your fault I'm explosive.
You didn't do anything to make me scream now.
This snapping is caused by my own impatience.
This lashing out is from inside of me.
Did I scream at you?
Snap at you?
Did I let my anger get out over you?
Did I start crying uncontrollably?
It's not your fault.
It's all coming from inside me.
It's my struggle.
It's mine to overcome.
It's mine to fin...
I think certain people come into your life with a purpose to fulfill, and once they have, you need to let them go and not look back, try not to hold on. These are the people that when we try to hold on to them, problems arise in your relationship with them.
Likewise, we should never be afraid to do our best to hold on to the ones that are meant to stay, the ones whom without life doesn't make sense.
The difficulty sometimes lies in understanding in which category a person falls.
(That captures life... to me)
Me, you, us.
The thing, is you were both so young and eager to live life first.
The timing wasn't right for the two of you.
He made your heart skip a beat.
He gave you butterflies and comfort at the same time.
You fascinated him and he felt drawn to you.
He saw intelligence and passion in you, the most attractive traits in a woman to him.
In a very short time, the two of you got very close, and it felt right.
You were each other's equal and a mirror image of each other's personality.
That's why you clicked so instantly.
You could see yourself with him, and though he wouldn't have admited to it back then, he too could see the two of you together.
But the timing wasn't right.
You were young and ...
You were the toughest yet. You taught me so much about myself. I thought 2015 was it, but no, it was only in preparation for what was to come in 2016. I learned that I was much more affected by past experiences than I thought. I learned and found the strength to say no, to set limits, to allow myself to fall apart. 2016 was a mixed year, a strengthening year, a year to remember. 2016 broke me down, forced me to address my inner self and come to terms with me. This year was by far the most challenging I've ever been through. 2016, i accept the challenge you've presented me. 2016, you did your best to make me give up. But I won't. I will turn this around and I will learn from every stick...
After all these years I have realized that the only way to get over you and let go will be to live out the alternative ending. I need to live out the story of us, the one where we end up together and have our happily ever after. That's why I write. My thoughts will transform into words and onto the paper they will go. One by one, allowing me to be with you, in my mind, in my thoughts and through my words. We will connect through words, come to life in sentences and our story will be like I have imagined it. If I would have made a different choice back then. If I would have chosen you. If I would have given my heart to you.
I hear it's your birthday, and I want to wish you a very happy birthday!!!!
Words cannot describe how happy and thankful I am to have found this awesome app, lettrs!!!!!
I wasn't biologically connected to anyone I knew until 6 years ago, when I had my first daughter. I grew up adopted, born in a country thousands of miles away, by a woman I knew nothing about, through events I know even less about. I've connected to many people, on many levels, wherever I have been throughout my life. Friends have made up the family I was lacking, and I've attached to people I have felt a bond with. And then I met a man to whom I felt so closely connected I could not imagine life without him. With him I share two daughters, and for the first time in my life, at age 26, I was able to look at my first daughter and both see and feel how we are connected by som...
You, and no other.
Without you, nothing.
You are all.
I am nothing without you.
Lost. Sad. Heartbroken
You changed everything.
You changed me.
I changed with you.
You, no other.
Without you, nothing.
You are all.
I am me.
I am me only with you.
You are the only one for me.
I am the only one for you.
We are us.
I love us.
I love me with you.
I love you.
To the new mom at the pediatrician's office (and all other moms who have ever doubted themselves),
You might feel overwhelmed and out of control. Chances are you are doubting many, if not all your decisions lately. Sleep is a distant dream from a past that literally changed overnight, and after all the reading you did throughout pregnancy, trying to prepare yourself so you would be a confident and great mother, you still feel like you are left to fend for yourself with all these new things that motherhood brings. Nobody told you that everyone from the perfect stranger to your closest family would feel entitled to tell you how to mother your baby, without so much as consider what your thought...
Prompt: The things I should've said...
Sometimes the things we don't say are the ones that bother us the most...
Did you ever wish there was something you would have told someone, but for some reason you didn't?
Whatever your reason for keeping your thoughts to yourself, good or bad at the time, here's your chance...
Write that person a letter and say what you wish you would have told them.
Tag your letter
and feel free to comment if you wish to share your letter
Get it off your chest...
Happy writing, and hope you find this helpful in some way...
One day I will write the story that is my life.
The good, the bad and all in between
I will open my mind, and share it all.
One day my thoughts will really be put down on paper...
I'm just working on building up the courage...
One letter at the time.
WHAT LETTRS MEANS TO ME
I found Lettrss about a year ago, when I got back into writing, after far too long of not writing at all. A quick search in App Store for a writing app, and Lettrs showed up. Download, Open and at first I didn't quite get it. A year later, Lettrs is where I go for writing, reading, connecting, inspiring and supporting.
Lettrs give me the ability to free my thoughts, my feelings, and my spirit, in a safe place, where people are coming to support and cherish one another.
Lettrs give me the ability to be honest, with myself and my words, in a way that is sometimes difficult, in verbal conversation.
Lettrs gives me a space that is truly mine, wher...
Strength / Weakness
My weakness is my pride. Too often I don't let loose, caring more than I would ever admit, what the image I'm giving out is. I tell myself I don't care, and I mean it. I hate to appear weak, in any way, so I don't cry in public, I don't always say what I really think and I don't stand out as much as I probably would, if I truly spoke my mind and showed myself. And I hate to have to admit to being wrong. It ties into the weakness issue, originating in the pride.
My strength is my instinct. I am able to break a situation into its different parts and focus on what matters, more than anything. I solve problems, I give advice to friends and I dare follow my...
Please, stay away. I don't want you here with me. How wonderful it would be if I could shut the door, sure that you wouldn't make it back in. You take over when you come, you erase all trace of the hard work I've done and my progress turns into feeling of failure. My confidence and certainty turns into doubt and such lack of self esteem that I can barely stand myself. I hate my short temper, my biting back at every hint of criticism, and I hate my anger. The anger that boils up as you raise the temperature, as if my mind was a pot, the anger the water, and you the fire under it. And I can't control it. Too late I usually realize that it's happening, the spiral is back and I've been thrown rig...
I write because...
...when I try to express myself in speech I stumble, I become hesitant, I drift off at the end of the sentence and I sometimes cut myself off.
None of the above happens when I write.
In writing, the words flow like a waterfall and my thoughts are clear. As I write I find a way to express myself, I find the right words and sometimes even metaphors that explain my message. When I write I am free in my expression and I am honest.
In writing I am myself. I am authentic.
I write my thoughts, I write my feelings, I write my perception. My joy, my sorrow, my anger and my compassion, my judgement and my understanding - and everything in between. I write to make sense of m...
What would you give for love?
You are at a cross road in your life and it has come down to following your dreams or finding true love.
All your life you have dreamed of one thing, one career, one goal and you have worked tirelessly towards it. Finally, the letter has arrived in your mailbox. "You have what it takes. We want YOU. Join us, and your future will look exactly as you have always wished. Success, happiness and prosperity. Everything you have ever dreamed of, at your disposal."
The day before, in despair from having struggled so many years at achieving you goal, with no sign of success, or even progress, you had gone to a fortune teller ...
I felt my soul connect to yours, instantly.
I thought of it as love back then, but know now that not even love can fully describe what we have.
Long before I loved you, my soul was connected to yours.
That is why, when you looked at me the first time, I finally had the missing piece to the puzzle that was my life.
That is why, when you embraced me in a hug the first time, I had finally arrived home.
And still today, after all these years, I feel it every time you wrap your arms around me.
That is why, no matter how long we spend apart, no one will ever know you better than I do, and vice versa.
That's is why, before I had you in my life, I was lost.
Because me without you, or you without...
FAILURE REJECTED IS TEMPORARY,
IT BECOMES A LESSON.
FAILURE ACCEPTED IS PERMANENT,
IT REMAINS AN OBSTACLE.
DON'T ACCEPT THE IDEA OF FAILURE.
FAILURE IS NOT WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU
SET OUT TO ACHIEVE YOUR DREAM,
BUT FALL SHORT.
NO, FAILURE IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN
YOU STOP TRYING,
WHEN YOU SETTLE,
WHEN YOU LET THE OUTSIDE NOISE CONVINCE YOU THAT YOU CAN'T.
BECAUSE THE ONLY WAY TO FAIL IS TO GIVE UP...
And when it comes it doesn’t knock lightly
It storms in
door flying open
There is nothing you can do to stop it
When it comes you will know
It will penetrate your very being
and every part of your existence
Nothing will ever be the same again
You will not be the same again
You will grow, learn and change
It will not come without a purpose or goal
It will have the simplest of goals
And the hardest of struggles
A blessing or a curse
It can go either way
The one thing you can know for sure is that you are hooked
And there is nothing you can do about it
In the hours between midnight and morning…
There is a point during the night that is empty
Somewhere between midnight and very early morning
When it’s no longer dark
When it’s not yet bright
Everything is in between
Nothing seems quite real
In this space I can let my mind wander to you
In this space, I can let you into my dreams
For a brief moment, I can picture you, imagine you, and even love you
Then, as the first stream of light brings a new day, I have to leave you again
You have to stay there, in the hours between midnight and morning
You have to stay there, in my dreams
And I have to get up
And start another day in my reality
Where you cannot be present
Where you cannot b...
He doesn’t compliment her physical appearance.
He doesn’t tell her that her eyes shine like diamonds,
that her long hair is hypnotizing,
nor that her body is a landscape he wants to explore
bit by bit.
He doesn’t compliment her actions.
He doesn’t tell her that her kiss weakens his knees,
that her arms around him gives him strength,
nor that her body on top of his erases the surrounding,
He doesn’t tell her any of this.
Instead, he compliments her intelligence.
He tells her that he loves her deep mind,
the beautiful ideas that come out of it,
and the endless conversations that they have.
Instead he compliments her character.
He tells her that he loves her in...