Monday, March 21, 2011

You will never love me enough.
You will never hold my hand like I'm always begging you to.
You will never kiss me in public.
You will never show me off to your friends.
You will never tell me I'm beautiful everyday.
You will never comfort me when I'm crying.
You will never put your video games aside and call me early to say goodnight.
You will never call me back after I hang up because I'm upset.
You will never let me do what I want with my hair and my clothes.
You will never aprove of the way I dress.
You will never think my laugh is cute.
You will never tell me that you love how sensitive I am.
You will never lose as much sleep as I have lost over you.
You will never be proud of me no matter what happens.
You will never stand up for me when I'm being put down.
You will never be the man I thought you were in the beginning.
I will never be good enough.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

You told me that I deserve better, deserve someone that will always be there for me. Why can't that be you?

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Today, I realized who matters.

Treat everyone with kindness, even those that stab you in the back. Not because they're nice, but because you are.
What am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up and you're okay?
Whenever something funny happens, I want to text you and tell you about it. Then I remember. You don't care anymore.
All your dreams can come true if you have the courage to pursue them.
I love when someone remembers something I told them a long time ago.
Women always worry about the things men forget. Men always worry about the things women remember.
I need you now. I don't know why but every now and then in my life, for no reason at all, I need you.
You may see me struggle but you will never see me fall.
There's a difference with being two faced and not liking someone but respecting them.
May the bridges I burn light the way.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Today, I decided I missed this.

The most painful, and worst possible types of goodbyes, are the ones that are never said, or never even explained.
Don't believe the guy who tells you he loves you but believe the one who shows you that he does.
When you walk away from something and there's no gravitational pull, you know you're doing the right thing.
Smile beautifully. Smile big. Smile confidently. That way everyone thinks you’ve got all kinds of secret things going on and that keeps  them wanting more. And when they want  more, you’re automatically interesting.
Two persons will not be together for so long if they cannot forgive each other's little failures.
If a relationship doesn't make you a better person, you're in the wrong one.
Things change. Things happen. Things you can't even imagine when you are so young and full of hope.
I'm changing. I don't know exactly how yet but I'm so excited to find out.
It was cold. Your hands were shaking, and I stepped in front of you just to wrap my arms around you as I said, "Let’s pretend winter isn’t here."  As you buried your head on my shoulder, you said, "Let’s pretend the snow isn’t the only thing falling fast."
No matter what your relationship status is, everyone has someone in the world they'd marry tomorrow if asked by them today.
Giving up doesn't always mean you're weak. Sometimes it means you're strong enough to let go.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Today I'm living on four hours of sleep.

Take my hand and tell me its okay to be crazy.
They say good things take time but great things happen in the blink of an eye.
You need to realize he doesn't care and you could be with someone who does.
I'm changing. I don't exactly how yet but I'm excited.
I wish you were here but you're there and there doesn't know how lucky it is.
A girl should be two things: classy and fabulous.  
With him, life was routine. Without him, life was unbearable.
Everyone knows it hurts to grow up.
If you love him set him free and if you have to stalk him he probably wasn't yours in the first place.
That's what I want someday.  You know, to be married forever to someone I'm madly in love with.
I don't blame you for being you but you can't blame me for hating it.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Today, I wrote a story instead.

The sun is high in the sky, casting a glow in the room.
The house is quiet.
All I can hear is your breathing.
My head is nuzzled in your chest, right where it fits.
I can breathe in your scent as often as I want.
Your hand is in my hair...
You fell asleep playing with it, twisting it through your fingers.
Your other arm is around my waist.
You're holding me tightly, even in your sleep.
This tells me that you love me.
I wonder if you can feel me smile but I decide you can't.
You're so warm and comfortable and soft.
I woke up to see if you're still here.
You are.
I close my eyes, breathe you in, and drift off to sleep.



Obviously dedicated to my hero and best friend, Eli.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Today was the first day of school.

You should learn how to say I love you more often.
I just want them to know that they didn't break me.
One day you're going to meet a boy who will treat you like he should. Like the sun rises and sets with you.
I remember listening to the passing cars, on our back staring at the stars. I live by these memories of you.
There is much in the world to make us afraid. There is much in our faith to make us unafraid.
People don't change. They become more of who they are.
 I just hope someday I see you and your heart stops.
You can never prepare for the moment that changes your life.
I asked Jesus, "How much do you love me?"
"This much," he said as he spread his arms apart and died.
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