Maybe I shouldn’t be telling you this, maybe this is the worst idea I have ever had, but I cannot get you off of my mind. My friends keep pushing me to get over you, but the thing is that I don’t want to get over you. I don’t want to erase your texts from my phone or your pictures from my camera roll. (No, I still haven’t done those things. Have you?) I know we had our problems, but I believe we can work through them if we both put in the effort. I am willing to do that. I am willing to fight for you. I hope you are willing to do the same.
“Success? I don’t know what that word means. I’m happy. But success, that goes back to what in somebody’s eyes success means. For me, success is inner peace. That’s a good day for me.”
Most of us are in a battle with our demons,
Still learning how to undo years of emotional pain,
Still learning to rise above the triggers,
Still trying to become the best versions of ourselves.
"We are more than lovers..."
The couple said.
What does that mean?
They are friends too they meant.
Do not explain my story to the world from your "extra negative perspective". Do not judge my life from your angle. Do not breach my privacy to the extent that I am done with you. You are NOT the custodian and trustee of my Life Events. I am well at ease. You are only making my life hell.
I request you, do not preach about Love. Read available literature. And get little positive about people and Life.
Please do not meet my mom ever again. Stop thinking about me. Think about yourself.
Skylark Challenge 221
Words to be used:
Here is my penultimate entry of skylark. Although it breaks my heart, I will go with the flow.
Her energizing Spirit was enough to create positive vibes around the house. She always laughed, giggled, smiled and talked incessantly. If she wouldn't be home one day, home felt like sanctuary - calm and peaceful.
It was a crisp Sunday morning when she woke up to the sounds of arguments, fear and anger. She dreaded to go down the stairs. She knew this Sunday would be different from other Sundays. She knew there would be splinters crawling up her skin, difficult and painful to remove. Her Pulsating blood...
You belong to me
The possession I own for you
Eats me up aggressively
Whenever I see someone
trying to get on you.
It's when he said not to worry
They cannot come in between
No matter what, only then
My soul could take a sound sleep.💚
I’ve kept my mouth shut for everyone’s sanity
But what about my own
No friends here, no confident character
Everything is semi built
There are semi-built buildings, semi-built children's pranks
Semi-built conditions of life
People die here everyday to have a semi-built life
The love of lovers here is semi built
Semi-built here is the basis of human life
Today is semi built
Walking feet opposite the floor
Semi built is the health
Never saw a non sick body saying goodbye to illusions from the heart
We all have a semi-story, semi built is our youth
We dream of a semi-dream lying on a semi-built bed
In that dream we throw our semi-aspirated aspirations
The sky would also feel like being semi-built by incorporating these aspirations.
Because these aspi...
Flying on a line high up in the sky
Left all alone and forgotten out to dry
Day after day and no one sees
That they left you on the line the sweater of fleece
Cant they see the damage they do merely passing by
All the threads one by one start to untie
A heat struck day followed by rain downpour
Your dragged through the elements each day more and more
I see the damage they have done
All your tears and all your runs
You think they can never be undone
But I’m right here to help pull you out of the sun
Let me pull you down and mend the damage you’ve incurred
You keep trying to blow away with the birds
Stay still is all I ask I’m here to repair your past days
Not to tear you apart in new ways
It feels like I'm cursed,
The unsatisfactory beige in my red,
A girl loved me once, pure at heart,
Gave her all to me, ready to desoul herself, I respectfully rejected her,
Realising I won't be able to give her what she actually deserves,
yet she cursed Me to feel the hurt she's going through.
Oh I'm feeling it every bit-
All the time I was with someone, desouling myself,
for the person I thought would love Me with her all,
Unknowing, that she's soo deep in her past, she doesn't have enough left for Me.
She just can't Move on from her first love, who she lost
And yet can't lose her second love,
Coz even after rejecting her, she'd still do everything for him, coz she still loves him......
Relationships and friendships come to an end for a reason. The turmoil and stress it brought into your life was meant to drive you away and help you realize how much they would have kept you back from blossoming into the person you have become today. @PLECCA
It's funny how the chain goes,
Unrequited Love they say,
Her guy loved a girl, his love?
My girl loved a guy, her love?
I love my girl, my love?
A girl loves me, but her love?
Some guy loves this girl, yet his love?
You keep reminiscing about him,
all I do is look at you,
Knowing I'd never have that,
It hurts to realise,
That the person you thought was the love of your life,
Never treated you as hers,
I'm just another lover,
Babe, I deserve everything
N I know you don't have enough for Me...
Lying on the floor, I felt Artic, bone chilling cold. Cold that makes my bones brittle, numbness that runs through my veins. Even though the Bright light managed to peak through the ruffled curtains, it did nothing. When your heart's shattered into a million pieces, nothing matters. She left me, in a snap of a finger and I couldn't manage to go through the pain.
Poor I was, to the emotion of belonging and affection. Raised in the darker side of the city, I never knew what it was to be loved, until she came. She broke me, healed me and brought too much of sunshine in my life. Something I wasn't addicted to.
I woke up to the shots and sou...
Entendi que por mas rapido que quieras terminar el rompecabezas siempre hara falta aquella ficha que te daba dolor de cabeza, que por mas preparado que tengas un discurso nunca terminaras diciendo lo que realmente tenias planeado...
Que nunca es tarde para decir las cosas, ni muy temprano para poderla embarrar, que por mas que guardemos nuestros propios secretos a veces el cuerpo y el alma descansan cuando liberas todo eso que quisieras decir a esa persona que deberia saberlo, que unas veces son bien recibidas y otras veces quedas como un completo tarado.