NobodyIam247

Here where I spill my thoughts and writing that will most likely never see the light of day anywhere else

[nobodyiam247]

I like to believe

I like to believe it’s temporary

I like to believe someday we’ll meet up again and know what we had was true

I like to believe that you still think of me like I think of you

I like to believe…and that’s what hurts so much

Because as much as I like to believe deep down inside

I think it’s not true

[nobodyiam247]

It’s funny

It’s funny to think one day I’ll pass you in the street

Turn to a person who you’ll never meet

And say, I loved him once

He was my first kiss

Not my first love

But the one that still haunts me

Because I gave him more than any other

Because we both screwed up and got it wrong

Then were too stubborn to fix it

Yet as you walk by I’ll merely say

I loved him once

And go about my day

[nobodyiam247]

I know

Yes I know he treated me rather poorly

I know I was hurt over and over

And I understand your anger towards him

But that is not the way I feel

So please understand for me

I mourn this

Not because I will miss the hurt

But because there was good there as well

Maybe you couldn’t see it because I wore a smile always

But he made me smile

You only noticed the bad because it was a large alternative to when it was good

And I’ve always seemed to be in the good

But when I had the time with him?

It truly was good.

I was happy, he was kind, just not ready

And that’s okay

But I will mourn it because no one else is him

And I will never be loved the same way again

[nobodyiam247]

Dandelion

I know exactly which flower I am, I’m most definitely a dandelion. Some of you may say that’s not a flower, to which I say, exactly. I’m stubborn and keep coming back no matter how many times you get rid of me. I show up inconveniently. I have many uses. I’m the stubborn little spot of sunshine you may not like at first but I grow on you eventually. So yes, I’m a dandelion. Just please one day when I get all fluffy on you don’t blow me away…

[nobodyiam247]

Have you ever heard the phrase loyal to a fault? It means that I keep loving you, every time you drop me and walk away I make excuses for you, I don’t let go because of something we might have had, once, I stand up for you when you can’t, I stand up for the people you care about when you can’t. I protect you and I protect the girl you dropped me for. Over and over and over again. Loyal to a fault, the fault is that I don’t protect myself. I wish I knew why.

[remanence-of-love]

[paper-wounds]

[nobodyiam247]

I didn’t think it could hurt so much to stop caring that someone is ignoring you

[nobodyiam247]

Is it so bad?

Is it so bad I want someone to just notice when I’m not fine? Someone I don’t have to tell I had a mental breakdown because they can see it in the way my light is dimmed? Someone who will actually ask me what wrong? Someone who can understand that even though I try so hard to be honest about my emotions, I can’t because I still haven’t learned that I’m not a bother, or a problem, or a pain, or a burden. Because I feel like I am those things

[nobodyiam247]

I never used to write about blue eyes, they were cliche, basic, but then, then I fell in love with someone with blue eyes and now everyone has blue eyes.

[vexheart]

[nobodyiam247]

We’re at different stages of life. People change as they get older. Wait until you’ve had time to grow to get married or it’ll never last. That’s all bull. Love isn’t some stupid feeling, feelings fade. Love a choice, and every, single, freaking, day, I’m gonna choose you. That’s what love is. My age your age, it doesn’t matter it’s what we choose that matters. Maybe you don’t choose the same as me, and thats ok, but if the reason is because of those unimportant things? Than I think your the one who isn’t mature enough for this, not me.

[nobodyiam247]

“I don’t understand you two.” He told her. “You flirt like there’s no tomorrow and yet neither of you make a move.” She smiled sadly at him.

“We aren’t flirting. Trust me, I’ve made that mistake.”

“Then why does he keep doing it if he has no interest?”

“Because he doesn’t realize he’s doing it.”

“You sure? Looks pretty intentional to me…”

“I’m sure.” She responds curtly eyes snapping away. He seems taken aback for a moment. “I’m sorry. It’s just, I have to believe he’s not doing it on purpose.”

“Why?”

“Because if he’s doing it on purpose then he’s trying to hurt me and that means when I was pouring my heart into him, he felt nothing for me.

[nobodyiam247]

There’s a door between us, there’s nowhere for a key to go, not on my side at least, but it couldn’t be a heavy solid oak door, it’s one with a window on the front, one where I can see everything we could be, one where we can both watch with tears in our eyes because neither of us can figure out how to open the door

[nobodyiam247]

Appreciate them, appreciate the good times and the stolen glances, those lovely little things that made your day, appreciate what you guys have, whether it works out or not, because this is what makes life

[nobodyiam247]

There will come a time when you love somebody, with every fiber in your being, and they’ll tell you you can’t be together, not because they don’t want you, but because something stands in your way, something that seems so small and ridiculous to you, but to the person you love? It’s an impenetrable wall, an unconquerable object. You love each other, and if there was no tomorrow you’d throw caution to the wind and love each other exactly the way you want to, but there is a tomorrow, and caution holds you both back, so instead of loving, you look at each other with tear filled eyes and quietly whisper goodbye.

[nobodyiam247]