6.25.2012

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I think back on the time I wore your ring
I thought that I was yours, you were my everything.
And now here I am, a year has passed
I never thought that joy I felt just wouldn't last.

I'm not your girl anymore,
You're not my guy.
The dream that was the dream of us
is now, just you and I.
I don't even think about you anymore.
But is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?

You left me sudden, cold, and quickly.
I felt the pain, I hurt, and oh, I cried.
But When the hurt was gone their was a new me,
A strong me,
The girl that I'd been waiting for
A girl grown up an ready for her life
To begin


I'm not your girl anymore,
You're not my guy.
The dream that was the dream of us
is now, just you and I.
I don't even think about you anymore.
But is that so wrong?
Is that so wrong?

I'm not your girl.
I'm mine.

6.13.2012

loved like crazy

There is nothing I shall want.
Nothing.
No. Thing.

This is crazy. I can't believe I'm even thinking this way.
What is wrong with me

I'm going crazy.
Nothing shall I want?
No thing shall I want?

Yes, nothing shall I want.
I am crazy.

I am loved like crazy.
And it's wonderful.

okay.

I'm finally okay. 
I think I found my end
In all of this. 
I'm over it. 
Okay. 
Not over you,
Because it can't 
Disappear that fast 
Something, anything, close
To love does not just
Disappear
You're moving on
And it's okay
I'm gonna be okay
Even though I love you
No,
Care about you 
oh so very much
I know you weren't
The one 
And I'll be okay 
Yeah I'll be fine 
I'm finally be okay 
And moving on

and then I'm done

I'm gonna let myself cry one last time
To let go
And I need to cry 
To be hurt
To heal
And to become whole again. 
Because I loved him
And I think he loved me
And I'm so sorry 
That was the end 
Right then 
So soon

I never meant to hurt you
I never wanted you to feel so bad

I didn't want to leave you
You turned around and let me walk away 
You pushed me gently
In the right direction
I can't thank you enough 

And so I'm letting one more teardrop fall
For the beauty that was us
And the hurt
The sadness
Strife. 
So I've cried for the last time. 

March 2012
I'm a mess. 
I can't think, can't write, can't communicate, and don't want to. 
I'm sick, tired, lazy, and worn out. 
I don't want to eat, but eat too much. 
I need sleep, and stay up late every night. 
I'm sad, but I can't cry. 
I'm angry, but I won't yell. 
I need help, but prayers won't come. 

goodbye

I still remember how much that last kiss tasted like goodbye. 
How you held me so differently, 
As if you knew it was the last time. 
And now I know you did. 

I remember how happy I was in your arms that first time. 
And how sad I am now that I'm not. 

But we knew it was better to end it all 
We knew it was wrong to stay
We knew it was hard, but worth it
Its the right thing
But I can't help but miss you 

Your arms around my waist so tight I can't breathe
Your hand become one with mine 
And your smile when you saw me
It makes me so sad
That I still remember that love that I felt
And how wonderful 
How wonderful 
How much that last kiss tasted 
Like goodbye

4/3/12

4/3/12
Holes, stabbed through the wall an if by a pencil through a navy paper
Light brighter on the other side,
Gushing into my world
Spots, glimpses of her face, a pointillism of beauty
She, blinded by the darkness
Cannot see my yearning face
I, though desperate, speak not a word. 
I know she is mine, though I am never to hold her again. 
It is with her love I go on. 

2.28.2012

Smile

You make me smile.
Yeah, you.
No one in particular, just you, the one that made my day today
or any day.
You're the reason it's easier to live.
I appreciate you.

So this is me saying thank you.
Thank you.

2.15.2012

it's been a long time....till forever

I knod of wish all this had never happened. I kind of wish I'd have asked you to stay.
I'll never really know if you loved me,
And now I have to deal with feeling this way
all the time
It's kinda like I'm empty
Even though I am full
I have people all around me who love me
and make sure I'm okay.
You'll never know how I felt
Watching you walk away
I'll never know what made you decide not to stay.

But it's all right
I'm okay
This is a part of life,
and I'm living mine
I'll gonna be okay
I'll find someone someday,
and I'll forget this feeling
I'm dealing with
And although I'll move
I never forget you.

1.09.2012

Miss me

Do you ever miss it?

Do you ever miss that feeling,
You reach out and I'm not there;
You need help and no one really cares.
Do you ever miss that moment
When you look me in the eyes;
When you know that this is it, 
that this is real. 
Do you ever miss knowing I'll be waiting at the door,
Do you ever miss me being there for sure,
No matter anything.....

Do you ever miss my loving kiss,
The warm, embracing happiness
That fills your body and your very soul.
The times we'd sit there with each other,
Say we'd never want another
Do you miss believing I was it?

Cuz I miss you, I miss you. 

The way we'd cuddle up 
and it'd
be just like we were made to fit
You'd fall asleep upon my lap,
The times that we'd just laugh and laugh
And laugh for hours on end. 
You were my best friend. 
I haven't seen you in a while
It's been forever since I saw your glowing smile. 

Do you ever miss my loving kiss
The warm, embracing happiness
That fills your body and your very soul 
The times we just held each another,
Said we'd never want another
Do you miss believing I was it?

Cuz I miss you, I miss you. 

So now you've got another girl
So go on and make her your world
Give her everything you've got and more. 
Just do make sure you're good to her
Treat her well, just making sure
She's happy, and you are too. 
But most of all, make her dreams come true.

I know you're gone, you're movin on, 
You don't need me 
or any silly memories
But
Before I go, I need to know

Do you ever miss my loving kiss
The warm, embracing happiness
That fills your body and your very soul 
The times we'd sit and hold each other
Say we'd never want another
Do you miss believing I was it?

Cuz I miss you, I miss you. 

11.26.2011

I don't want you back

Why did you do this? 
You went from saying you couldn't live without me to leaving me behind in a month. 
Don't get me wrong, I don't want you back, but why did you have to do it that way?
If you ever loved me, couldn't you have had enough concern for my heart? My feelings? My dreams got shattered too, you know. 
Why did you have to make me angry at you?
What made you not want it anymore? 
I just want to know why you gave up.
I just want to know the truth.

11.23.2011

I've never felt as beautiful as I did the day you broke up with me.

11.16.2011

Go ahead, hurt me.

I waited for you. 
I risked everything. 
My family, friends. 
I waited up all night every night just wanting to be awake when you called. 
I told you everything. 
I trusted you. 
I loved you. 
I wore your tags faithfully through those six months. 
And your ring these last five. 
I was in more than a year long relationship with you, and only with you for two months. 
I hurt for you. 
I lived for you. 
I sent you a letter almost every day for months upon end. 
And emails every day when you were gone. 
I gave you my first kiss. 
Exactly one year ago. 



Not enough for you, huh?
I'm someone that can be thrown aside on a whim, huh? 
For a girl you just met?
You'd trade that for someone who'd die for you, who'd give anything for you, and who'd be loyal to the end?
Well, I guess that was the end. 

Oh well. 
You'll do a better job of beating yourself up than I ever could when you figure out what you've done. 

I hope you see this

You asshole. 
I can't believe I trusted you. You knew everything about me. I was willing to do anything for you. I was ready to wait three years for you. 
I was engaged to you. 
And you tossed me aside for a crush. 
I can't believe I believed all your sweet little emails, your loving words. 
Were they all fake too?
Was our entire relationship a sham?
And you waited a whole week before dating someone else. 
Classy, dude. 
I hope she breaks your heart like you've broken mine. 

11.09.2011

Over

It doesn't hurt that we're done. 
It hurts you gave up. 
I'm trying not to do the same. 
I'm afraid I'll be afraid of love. 
I'm having to put my trust in things I've never trusted before. 

9.30.2011

So...

I miss this guy.
He's kinda the person myworld revolves around.
He's kinda part of who I am.
He's kinda amazing
This guy and I have kinda been together a year now.
And I'm kinda been together a year now.
And I kinda can't wait till we're together forever.
He's 4000 miles away and I still feel his love.
I kinda wish we could talk, babe
I kinda sorta love you.

9.18.2011

Journal #5 Who is the best person you know?

The best person I know.

A huge question, right?
How can one choose the best?

He's amazingly kind.
Selfless, caring, and a charming man. He's helped me through so much. He's affected me in every facet of my life. And I mean EVERY facet. He's brought me closer to God without trying. He's the best friend I could ask for.
He's also the best lover I could ask for.
You know how there are all those people who effect you in little ways or moments throughout life?
Then for most people there is one person who changed their life forever.
I wouldn't be me without him. I wouldn't thinly he way I do, or love the way I do, or even have the same dreams.
I am blessed enough to have my special person be my best friend, my confidant, my lover, and my future husband.
And he is the best person I know.

Journal #3 what I believe.

I believe in my faith, in prayer, in hope, and in trust.
I believe in the power of family; family that supports, lobes, takes care of, and pushes you where you need to go. Families tell you when you're wrong and comfort to when you're upset. A family always loves. And families do not need to be related by blood.
I believe in being yourself. You are the only you on this earth. Don't try to be someone else. Explore your ownmind; your thoughts are as unique as your fingerprints and they're all yours.
I believe in beige creative. This is even when you have to lock yourself up in a quiet room. make something beautiful and THEN show it to the world.
I believein expression. This goes along with creativity, but also includes emotion and and style. Don't hide how you feel
Dress the way you like, what ever floats your boat
I believe in passion. Live passionately. Love passionately.
I believe in love. Real love. Charity. Love for the homeless. For your friends, yourfamily and a special love for that one special person. That last love that goes on through a legacy of children and grandchildren.

Journal #2 what do I want?

I want to be fulfilled. I want to make a place were I belong and where I feel at hone. I want to have a family of my own. I want to love to the extent of my ability. I want tolive out that love openly every day. I want to know I stopped and smelled the roses, and maybe missed the train, but also that I don't mind. I want to make myself someone worth having as a friend, a wife, or a mother. I want to enjoy even the smallest things. I want to learn to trust God, an learn to pray with an open heart. I want to know I did my best in everything, whether school, relationships, or making dinner.
I want to be happy.

Journal #1 who am I?

I am a liver. I am a passionate liver.
Not the organ.
I am a person who goes through life living it, not wanting for it to go by so that something better can come along. I don't believe in the downs of a rainy day. There is some good the can come out of everything. I believe that everything happens for a reason. Everything teaches you something you needed to learn.
I am a lover. I love to love, to look at people through unbiased eyes and see they're true beauty.
I am no a perfectionist. I don't go with the flow, I lazily backstroke upstream and stay true to myself.
I am not afraid of change. Most of the time.
I am creative. Imaginative. I still daydream on a regular basis. It's good for me.
I am an introvert. I don't always say what's on my mind, but I'm always thinking something. I am an artist. I love to create beauty, through mediums.like fabric, beads, paint, or words.
I am a listener. I learn by listening,watching, and most importantly, doing.
I am unique. But so is everyone, right?
There is no other me.
So I am as me as I can get.
I'm always me.
I love being me.