Someone I keep waiting for. Someone I keep telling myself will come one day and may be show my life to the completion I so desire. A person who will never leave, my forever person_ My Person. Someone God made just for me. Someone flawed in the places I love. Someone who will fill the gaps in me. A breath of fresh air on the brazen hot days of this weary life. Someone who makes you fall in love with the feeling of love and life itself. On some of my worst days, I would just close my eyes and call out to him in my heart, "I know you're out there somewhere. And I know that you yearn for me the same way I do for you. I know I will find you someday." and sometimes I swear I could feel him answering back to me. Other times he seems like mirage I keep running after but he keeps running away from me. I run and I run but there's still no sight of him. But somehow I still keep wondering in this endless miserable desert of life. But then, isn't it good that he is so far a...
"You will always be a scaredy cat sucking up to the shit they throw in your face.", she told herself wipping away tears from her flushed face, wishing she was one of those heartless people who could stomp upon everyone's heart like it was no big deal. Sometimes she wished she could scream right in their faces, the people who looked at her with disgust, spoke to her in angry tones as if insinuating her of her existence. Every step she made, every word she said, she was judged and ridiculed for, no matter how hard she would think before doing it or saying it. No matter how much love she poured upon them or how hard she tried to get their attention, the only attention she ever got was that of disgust. She would always think to herself, "Everything is gonna change one day________or will it not?" With mixed feelings of a determination and doubt, she would pass her days lonely. Quietly working upon her life and herself. Until one day she became someone. Someone who e...
All your life you kept on believing people hate you. They dont see you worthy. They don't welcome you when you're trying so hard to fit in. When it was not them all along. It was always you who didn't like yourself. YOU, who didn't see yourself worthy. So you worked twice as hard as others, trying to please others because that was the only way you'd ever please yourself. You thought if you could make people happy, you could be happier yourself. When all it did was cost you your peace and happiness. Giving a piece of you a day everyday gave noting in return but a space so big even a galaxy wont fill in. BUT was it worth it? Was it worth losing yourself. Because it ended up wounding you anyways. If anything it cut you even deeper. Hurt you even more. So nobody was happy in the end, not you, not them, noone. You never chose yourself. Never loved yourself. When it always had to be you. You had to love you you had to choose you. So how were you ever gonna b...
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