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Love needs action.
Trust needs proff.
Sorry needs change.
It's a man's world.....and pussy makes it go round 😉
Live life, take adventures.
The places you'll go, you've never imagined.
Sad days, blue days, gray days. They all pass. And so needed to appraise those happy bright days.
On some days life simply hurts. Not physical but mental and emotional. A hurt no meds can take or mother nature distract. If only I could shut it all off, no passing, no resting simply off. To not feel happy or sad. To not cause an effect or affect to not even be a thought simply off. Could that tame the flames and beat the pain. I wish today could be over to take the hurt i cant turn off. On some days life's simply hurts and it's ok. Know this too shall pass.
It's always better to have loved and lost then yo have never experienced love at all.
The essence of me, you've taking
My energy, you've consumed
My faith, knocked down
My will, I question if I have
Death, is something I sometimes dream of
Freedom, my craving
You once told me if you love something let it go...... if it comes back it was meant to be and if it doesn't then it was the perfect time to let go..... let me go let me be free to find that that I really need...... if you love me.... prove it...... let me go.......
Stop blaming your parents for your issues. Your at a point in your life where it's not a good excuse anymore. If your parents weren't good be a better version of them, be better, be who you always wished they were. Your old enough to take accountability for your bulshit. You had shity parents dont let that define you. Let that be the reason you were better.
Who I used to be; gone.
Who I wanted to be; changed.
And still your scent lingers, along with the thoughts and doubts you left behind.
Moving on has been learning to let go of all that that slips into mind.
Feelings, something I turned off a long time ago. If I'm acting like I don't give a shit trust that I don't.
Life makes you this way.
It's 4 am and again my eyes are wide open. I can't seem to make peace with sleep. My worst thoughts seem to all attacked at the same time. I feel pain in my heart, my eyes burning filled with tears. One hand on my mouth to hold in any sounds the other on my chest I could swear its going to hop out. Almost drowning in my thoughts and tears how I wish I could dissappear. I understand this will pass and at the moment I'm all I have. I whisper to my self everything will be well. In the fetal position I hug myself tight I know it will be alright I just have to convince myself. As the hours pass my heart slows down and before I know is morning time. And although this night is over I know my demons will be back to torture.
My heart aches. I once loved you, even more then myself. Gave you parts of me, we both know we're forbidden. You thought me through heartache that loving you besides imposible is self destructive. My soul, heart and mind left a while ago. And currently my body just can't stay no more. You say you love me but my responce is, love doesn't do so much hurting.
As a whole mind, body and soul I crave a real love. One that cares who does more happiness and sadness. There's just no room for us or the distruction that we cause.
Miss me you say. Well not exactly but clearly you do. I wonder why? I never completely filled your cup must be the parts I filled you miss. Empty moments full of hope with fantasies of what this could be but isn't.
This day was amazing