There's not enough words I can say to let you know how I feel about you. From when you cried when you were born I ached not knowing if it was the sound of pain or fear, joy or shock to when you were older and you cried because of angst or sadness that consumed you... I will always feel everything especially that which you cannot express in words because my heart is tethered to yours.
I am the way I am because I have the need to be all that you need me to be and I will never change. Regardless of what I want for you, my love allows me to let you be who you are destined to become.
As I count my blessings every day I wake up, I rejoice every moment you've lived. Your ex...
Everybody Loves Her
By Her, I mean My Mother
Without her I'd be Nothing
I'm only Here Because Of Her
She was Here First
In her Domain I Remain
I Write because of Her
It's her Blood in My Veins
Her Voice Stays in My Brain
She's the Soul to My Train
She's the Angel in my Ear
I make my own decisions
Already knowing what'd she say
she might think that I don't listen
But I hear her everyday
Even when we aren't speaking
She'll always be a part of me
As long as she's around
I'll find peace and harmony
My flaws aren't hers
But I know she hurts
I stay quiet for a while
I don't want to make it worse
I'd rather have her mad at me
Than not have her at all
I wish she wouldn't blame herself
I am not sure if it's the sound of the rain or the smell of it that reminds me of you. When it rains and it pours, my words flow better. My deepest desire compels me to write as the thoughts come while I avoid the agony of having to fight unrelenting tears. I write effortlessly as the tears force their way out of my eyes, rolling down my cheeks filling my slight laugh lines before they pool on my chin and I'm bothered, wondering when my shirt will be stained.
I pause my writing and I wait for that single droplet to initiate the flood of heartaches I've saved up over time. The tears are not all yours, you have to understand. Most of them are mine. I have discovered that my overr...
I've long known that the most sensitive people are the most insensitive ones and today I found a very tactful way of telling them to fuck off/fuck you in words they can handle because I know my worth and I love myself more.
"No matter how much you love someone, sometimes you have to show them, that your life can and will go on without them."
- J. Iron Word
Those words translate well to them as "It's not really you, it's me..." Interesting, isn't it? Yes, my world revolves around theirs... NOT.
I existed before they came along. I will continue to exist without them. My existence is not dictated by anyone. I know my worth... always.
Truth is Out
Seems to Please
Here's Me Being
That's what This Is
We've Been Obsessed
With Sending Letters
And we're Getting Better
If you Haven't Met Her
Just Send Her a Letter
Her mind is Sharp
Her tastes are Very
Her name is lady
She's the Best
There's always Ink
Dear Lady Lettrist,
Happy Valentine's Day !!!
From your only son
To the first woman I've ever loved
You are appreciated and I love you sooooooooooooooooooo much
The days come and go but the nights are preposterously clingy. The uncaring attitude towards what could be has vanished. It seems to me it's nothing but a slow transition to daytime when I look forward to new beginnings but it's all it is. The magic of a new day used to carry me over to better heights of hope... the longing is winning.
Valentine's Day is around the corner and even with nobody for the longest time, I never felt this indifference. These days it's more pronounced as I do less of the things I love to settle for the things I need to do. My excuse is always my priorities. I sometimes wonder if I have slowly lost hope and I'm purely in denial with my seemingly positive attitude....
Here's an invitation to those who need a little push. Here are songs from Marian Hill's album Act One. The challenge is to write a heartbreaking poem or story using all these words without altering them. You may use them in any order. Tag your open letter 'heartwrites' so I can find them.
Talk to me
Take your time
I know why
I want you
Let's see what you got. Make me weep.
Dear Lady Lettrist,
Obrigada. Muito obrigada pela motivação e pela força que só a vossa força me dá para querer escrever sempre mais... como eu quiser...criar o meu registo e ser eu enquanto escritora.
Obrigada por tudo... que este novo ano lhe traga tudo de bom! São os meus mais sinceros desejos....
A Dog's Purpose is showing in the theaters on January 27th. I'm excited to see what it's all about.
For those who have them as pets, write an open letter about your dog's purpose and tag it 'movies'.
"When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand." - Henri Nouwen
Not everyone deserves to know "everything" about me... lesson learned.
I will write again. You are loved.
Almost 10 years ago, Pursuit of Happyness was first shown in the theaters. That movie had lessons taught to many. It had enlightened many of us as well. I have some favorite quotes from that movie that sit well with me and I hope they resonate to you.
"Don't ever let anyone tell you that you can't do something. Not even me. You got a dream. You gotta protect it. When people can't do something themselves, they're gonna tell you that you can't do it. You want something, go get it. Period."
"Walk that walk and go forward all the time. Don't just talk that talk, walk it and go forward. Also, the walk didn't have to be long strides; baby steps counted too. Go forward."
"Her stillness defeated ...
It's half past three on a Saturday afternoon and there was no place to go but the bookstore. Coffee in hand warming both my hands, I lazily strolled the aisles. There's a melody familiar to me playing in my head. I can't remember the name of the song but I recognize the feeling while I let it go on and on. It's a memory of a love I lavishly pampered myself with.
I concealed a smile stretching across my face. This feeling has come to visit me again. Why? Seemingly good thoughts trying to find its way to remind me of the mistakes I've made. I allowed it then but I'm done. It might have been the right thing at the right time but now it's just a burdensome thought. I don't want to tolerate what ...
People might not like me for saying what I feel. I will not tolerate the things that don't make me happy so I will speak my mind and I will never apologize for who I am.
All my yesterdays have forced me to look at my life differently. I am happy that I am doing my best. I am far from pleasing people. My self-worth is not dependent of anyone's acceptance but my own. I am grateful for my past, for today and for whatever will come my way.
The Obamas will surely be missed. I wish I'd heard the inaugural speech myself but here's what the highlights are from conservativereview.com:
1. America first:
“We assembled here today are issuing a new decree to be heard in every city, in every foreign capital, and in every hall of power. From this day forward, a new vision will govern our land. From this day forward, it's going to be only America first, America first.”
2. On domestic policy:
“We will build new roads and highways and bridges and airports and tunnels and railways all across our wonderful nation. We will get our people off of welfare and back to work, rebuilding our country with American hands and American labor.”
It's People's Choice Awards on January 18 and the following are a few of the movies nominated:
Captain America: Civil War
What's YOUR ALL-TIME FAVORITE MOVIE? Write an open letter, tell us why and tag it 'movies'.
Agradezco tus versos,
tiempo y esfuerzo,
tus miradas, compromiso y tu cabello,
ése que contemplo y que acaricio
siempre entre mis dedos.
I knew how badly you were burned from the way you burned the bridges behind you.
You thought you were too broken for anyone to love you but I loved you more than anyone could.
While you searched for yourself, I was always with you keeping company the lonely things you have inside. You were never alone.
My absence gave you the silence you did not need but it gave you an opportunity for new beginnings. I hope you found someone to love and love you with everything you didn't want from me.
Breathe... but be still for a moment and notice the beating heart inside you. You were never too broken for anyone to love nor were you too broken to love back.