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Just let it be
Let it wither and let it die
Chapters of Your Life
Some chapters are meant to be buried, hidden away from the world. These are the stories of your life, chronicles proving that you’ve once lived.
We recall, reminisce and repent (at times) because of those indelible frames of times.
But, be very careful when talking about them because you never know when someone will use it against you.
“No wonder...” “Now I finally understand why...” “So you were like that toward...” “Judging on how you... that’s why now...”
Words like these? Familiar much? Like salt on an old wound, you think you’ve healed but ta-dah! it burns like a scorching flame.
Don’t give people the chance by taking your past and cut you open in the now and future.
There are some whom said they don’t mind your past, but when you get to hear what they are talking about you. You just remember something, and this sounds all cliche and it’s nothing new and unheard of: Don’t Trust Anybody.
His name is Leon
There’s this guy... sometimes he behaves like a boy
But truth be told, really, he is a man
He captures my heart like no one ever did before
My heart beats, palpitates and even sings whenever I see him
Never did I know that love has the ability to conjure butterflies, spin poems and spark dreams
Until I met him
I love him so dearly and I will always do
Dear Lord, dear Lord
I couldn’t say more, words simply don’t suffice
Just how great a blessing he is in my life
May we be the best of ourselves to each other
Not just for now, but, till forever comes
With My One Final Breath
Do you agree that
Love is over, the initial spark has diminished or the moment for us to move on has approached
It is just impossible that
A beautiful and promising future is out there awaiting us
And that
Perfect love casts out all fears
Because
Tough times, uncertainties and obstacles lying ahead
Will unquestionably conquer all
Our love
How are we still not convinced that
Having come thus far
Along this journey, we have lost faith in love, life itself, each other and even our very selves
I could not find any reason to say that
I love you, I am proud of you and I want to spend every waking minute beside you
Let me shout at the top of my voice and let the entire world hear my heart saying that
With my one final breath
The Hero
He will never be the hero of this story
You knew this right from the start
Why so are you still feeling sorry
Thinking what have gone wrong on your part
All those times his words cut you bloody
Like a trophy declaring his awesome smart
Yet in turn he said how you have made him weary
Manipulating is all I can say, his very best art
Walk away, and make yourself the hero of this story
“Can you stop interrogating me.” “Wow.”
It is okay.
It is okay to cry.
It is okay to be alone.
It is okay to feel broken.
It is okay to be lost for words.
It is okay that you can’t fall asleep.
It is okay that today feels really awful.
It is okay when you have no one to turn to.
It is okay how you feel that no one understands.
It is okay when you have screwed things up badly.
It is okay. It really is, because you are not the only one feeling this way. Just tell yourself, it is okay.