Tuesday, April 29, 2014
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Not all wish to stay or be loved.
you are absolutely right....the complications sure starts with me.
you are absolutely right... the complications definitely starts with me...
And we might just want to keep someone not worthy and call it love! Hold on...isn't love supposed to be selfless?!
Or we may just be blindfolded in love for someone and try to hold on to it forever...only to realise that it wasn't worth the effort, the pain
Showing you don't care is the greatest risk you can take with someone.
that doesn't mean they'll physically stay... but they'll stay in you.
Love the person with a kind heart.love the person who think of you .just become a lovely person.
When I first discovered this blog, some years ago, I fell in love. And I scoured it and read everything, clicking the "Older Posts" button repeatedly until the end, and when I got to the very first post, I started abusing the "irandomlywrotethisforyou" button, over and over, until the chronology was a tumble in my brain but I almost knew all the entries by heart, that I could see a line or a fragment of one, anywhere, and recognize it as yours.
Then I stopped going, I think it must be for a year. After the book came out and I got my copy.
Now I am back and there is a lot of new things to read and feel again.
I wish you knew how beautiful that feels. I can only say I thank the higher powers, that this site exists.
You have used this image before on your site.
Did you have different findings than back in the days?
ah man its like you read me
I don't believe I have used it before, could you show me where?
not easy to decide though.xx
dreaming is believing
All the love I want, I haven't got yet. They all pretend, so they can say say they had me, hold up shiny trinkets of romance, catch my eye. The few bits of love they have, they wear all at once. I thought if I chased love, not jewelry, I would be fine. But the cold hard truth is, gifts of diamonds pay bills but gifts of love fade in your memory, allowing the sadness of being alone to sink in, makes getting up to earn a living that much harder.
Those decisions take time. Thankfully, with the right information and a clear heart,they do get easier.
Sounds simple enough. But honestly does anyone decide who to love or does anyone know who they would want to keep?
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