Thursday, April 28

happily ever after. the big lie.

It's been said that seeing is believing. But the fact is, we all have our blind spots. Sometimes we recognize them ourselves. Sometimes others recognize them for us. Distance has a way of distorting the things we see. But what appears as an obstacle may in fact be an opportunity. The trick is having enough faith to carry through.


I need a man. A true man. One who looks real tough, but won't make me cry. I need that kinda guy who understands and even when he's with his boys, he still says, "Baby, hold my hand." I don't want to fall to the ground. I want to fall in love.


I thought you'd come and go. I never thought that you would stay. I'm sorry if I tried to push you away.

Hatred is the best expression of love because you would never hate someone who has done something wrong to you unless that person meant something to you.


And every one of our attempted conversations ends with me in your arms, our lips pressed together. Every one of our attempts at being friendly ends with us realizing that we can't be "just friends."

You call me impulsive but that's what makes us so explosive.


When it comes to the head verses heart war, I always choose to listen to my head. True, it has cost me loved ones and romantic moments like that prom night when he looked down at me and lifted my chin up with his fingers. Instead of letting him kiss me, I walked away. I drive home, ignoring his phone calls. I quietly lay in bed with my dress still on, my hair falling from it's perfect styling, and cried, with the ringtone I'd picked for him playing in the background. I cried because my head always won. Even when my heart strained to make me turn around, I couldn't. My heart was a dangerous thing and I couldn't ever let it win again.
*mine*

In order to be irreplaceable you must always be different.

Which is worse? The heart breaker who won't stop calling or the brokenhearted that keeps picking up?


Now I don't like using words like forever, but I will love you until the end of today, and in the morning when I wake up and remember everything you are, I know I'll fall for you all over again.

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