But as the rebuilding begins, the memory of you returns. Shaking the foundations, cracking the walls and spilling what's left of the broken glass into the street.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
The Aftershock
But as the rebuilding begins, the memory of you returns. Shaking the foundations, cracking the walls and spilling what's left of the broken glass into the street.
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And so it's up to you to build a new one out of broken feelings and splintered shards of heart.
but the memories will always make you stronger.
Is this the same person who cried like a child two months ago when you told them you were moving? Strong, you were right l dont get it.
I don't think I'm the person you're thinking of, my name's Iain.
This is exactly the way I feel like right now.I'm ready to move on or at least I thought I was until you came into my life again but of course once again, you're not here to stay.
I am in the process of rebuilding but he keeps on coming back and leaving again. And so, I have to rebuild all over again.
Can somebody please tell me, when will this stop? :(
glass into grains of sand*
today...
let me be the one to pick up every single piece of shattered glass with my bare fingers
let me hold them close
and set them free into the big blue
i need a glue..
im broken again with just one smile. one word. one comment. one hello. one hug. one him.
i miss him so much.. and now he's back..
now that i thought i was doing well moving on..
he ruined me again..
i need a glue..
http://quityourjobstartacult.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-tree.html
I remember when I was going through this. . . for every moment I moved on, I had a memory of him creeping in and cracking my foundation.
over and over again. Each time i try to move on, youre face appears, all the memories flood in like the ocean. Whatever ive built, you broke it down over and over again until there is nothing left.
and yet, here i am still loving you so.
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on this day my beautiful, 45 year old brother took his life - suddenly, unexpectedly. thank you for this entry...it soothed my heart.
'The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal it's splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.' -Rumi
'The time has come to turn your heart into a temple of fire. Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal it's splendor you need to burn in the fire of love.' -Rumi
Sometimes love could be pretty selfish, we might missed read signs just for our own purposes. I forgot that u need to move on, when I don't mind waiting.
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