- Sean: Hahahha. Stalker! Just kidding lol.
- me: Look whos talking!
- Sean: Hahaha hey!
- me: YOU THERE!
- Sean: I see you over there! Hahaha wth..
- me: HAHAHAH LMAO!
- Sean: That was awsome
August 2010
18 posts
The truth is, it probably isn’t.
Why? Because you just questioned yourself about something that needs no questioning. I honestly believe that the things you need to have in your life should always be a for sure thing. There are no if’s, buts, maybes. If there are consequences, you accept them. If there are responsibilities, you accept them. If you really need someone or something, you accept everything that comes along with it. The things you love, and the people you love, are always worth the hassle. It may come with a lot of hard work, but hard work always pays off at some point. You have to realize that something you’ve poured all your heart and soul into is something you must protect with no fear.If you really have to ask yourself, “is it worth it?” You have to ask yourself right after, “Why are you questioning yourself?”
I ain’t saying that he don’t love you, but I don’t think he love you like I do
I can’t help but to keep chasing you to help you, and maybe turn things around for you. This is probably why I cannot let go of you completely.. but it sure does make it easier, the things you do only makes it obvious to see that you’re not for me. Still, I cant stop. Love never taught me how to stop, but to keep going.
But why do I find myself picking up the pieces of my broken heart, each & every single breakup?
They say its highly unlikely for a person to experience the same exact thing twice, but why do I still find myself crying on the same exact floor, wearing the same loose shirt, listening to the same sad love songs, with the same equivalent amount of pain, or maybe even more?
Every single time, it hurts. But as much as every single time, it heals.
And as cliche as it sound, time heals, time rebuilds & time rejuvenate every young heart into a brand new one, a wise one, a grown one & a stronger one. A heart that can lift up high & can fall on the same ground, a heart that can go right or wrong, a heart that can feel the heavens & drop to hell, a heart that can weather the storms, a heart that can survive dark & lonely nights, a heart that that can feel those tears come down as they hit the cold hard floor.
A heart that beats to breathe, to live, to survive, all over again & again. But whoever said love is not a trial & error thing? It was never meant to be easy.
Love does not guarantee happiness. Love does not guarantee happily-ever-afters. Love does not guarantee, anything. Anything at all.
They say lightning don’t strike the same place twice & they said the same bad things can’t happen to someone all over again. But in reality & scientifically, lightning does, just as heartbreaks will.
And it hurts more & more every single time.
So I risk my heart, I gamble my feelings, I love, hoping not to get hurt, but expects it anyways. ‘Cause I realized eventually, for every lightning & for every storm, there’s the rainbow. Somehow, somewhere, that rainbow will find me.
I would simply adore that. It keeps me safe and secure in your arms. It lets me know that I’ll be yours, always. Also knowing that I’m your territory is also funny yet cute at the very least.
Never forgettin from where I came and no matter where I’m headed I promise to stay the same