Could we be forgiven...

Today marks the first day that someone special walked away from my life without saying a word. I know that we had our differences, but I never thought that it would ever end up like this. sometimes I wish I could go back to the days that we were far away from this place, where we used to live before. Things were so different back then. we were united, strong, and happy. Although we had certain differences and we have faced so many rough paths on the way, but that did not matter as we were always understood each other.

I know that there are times that we do certain things and we always were given forgiven no matter what in the end, but today I do not feel like that. It seems that we have done something so bad that it could not be forgiven. I hope that's not the case. I know that everyone has their way of dealing with being patient. I think that we have crossed that line today.

Could we be forgiven...

Journey

If some lives form a perfect circle, other take shape in ways we cannot predict or always understand. Loss has been part of my journey. But it has also shown me what is precious. So has love for which I can only be grateful.

In a flash

Summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons, but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common. They're shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they're gone.

That's always been enough...

I am nothing special; just a common person with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who's ever lived: I've loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.

My Dearest,

I couldn't sleep last night because I know that it's over between us. I'm not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent the summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I'll be seeing you...
Love,

Until you come back I can't breath...

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Lost

I cant really remember when was the last time I felt like this. I'm completely lost. I seriously don't know what to do with my life, where to turn to or who should i turn to? I always feel that one way or another, people judge me too much. I don't want to be judged not right now at least. It seems that the world that I have build for the last couple of years and the hard work I have put in is going to waste right in front of my eyes. I'm shameless to say that I can't do anything about it.

I'm so tired of living up to peoples expectations. They have expected so much from me that I don't really live up to their standards. What happens when I fail. Like the way I have been failing all this time. No matter how hard I try there just seem to be no way out of this.

U know whats the worst that can happen. Its when u failed and someone who has done everything in their power to make u the person u r now and who has worked hard to get u to where u are, just looks up and ask u "What have been doing all this time?".

I felt shattered when that someone special asked me that. suddenly all that I have done was lost for that second. everything that I have done seemed to be a waste of time, money and energy.

And now I am left without nothing but a shattered version of myself and bruised ego. Everything that I am was lost within a second...

why...

I will love again...

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I'm falling apart I'm barely breathing With a broken heart ...

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Ever ask yourself why a vampire has no reflection in a mirror?

Be too painful. To see himself year after year, century after century, unchanged while everything around him grows old. To search for love but to know it's always just out of your reach. Because to be human is to die. To die is what makes life worth living. It's God's joke.

Nothings and Somethings

The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings.

Worst version of yourself

Have you ever become the worst version of yourself. That a Pandora's box of all the hateful things, your spite, your arrogance, your condescension has sprung open? Someone upsets you and instead of smiling and walking away... you zing them. "Hello it's Mr Nasty". I'm sure you have no idea what I'm talking about...

Change

People always say that change is a good thing, but what it really means is that something that you didn't want to happen, has happened.

Dear Void

Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life. Well, not small, but valuable. And sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven't been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn't it be the other way around? I don't really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.

Where we belong?

I wonder, do we all know where we belong? And if we do, in our hearts, why do we so often do nothing about it? There must be more to this life, a purpose for us all, a place to belong. You were my home. I knew from the moment I met you, that night, so many years ago.

Constant

You know the great thing, though, is that change can be so constant you don't even feel the difference until there is one. It can be so slow that you don't even notice that your life is better or worse, until it is. Or it can just blow you away, make you something different in an instant. It happened to me.

The perfect blossom

The perfect blossom is a rare thing. You could spend your life looking for one, and it would not be a wasted life.

Slipped Away

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Hiding

We all live in hiding. In one way or another, each of us conceals pieces of ourselves from the rest of the world. Some people hide because their lives depend on it. Others because they don't like being seen. And then there are those special cases, the ones who hide because... because... because they just want someone to care enough to look for them

Named before or after me...

check this site out. i cant believe my name is used to name a mushroom, but as long as it helps mankind i guess i'm ok with that even though i don't have a say in this matter.

http://www.mychaga.com/whychaga.aspx

10 things I hate about you

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Something closer to pleasure...

It's the wildest effort when you know what's going to happen. Will watching a person's fate give it purpose? Or is it just the muted feeling of watching a movie when you know how it ends? And then something happens that I will never forget - I'm wrong. For the first time ever, fate takes a detour and I glimpse something strange and new. A future where anything can happen. It's a beautiful thing. And the feeling it gives me is as close as I've ever felt... to pleasure.

Destiny

When you can see the future, you think you're capable of changing it. But you're just a witness to coming moments, unable to help, even if you wanted to and maybe you don't. Sometimes you think you're supposed to learn something, about patience or distance, but in the end it's all about discipline. Seeing things you don't always want to and just moving on. After a while things become easier. Your dream keeps your mind from wandering. You begin to accept things as they are. Every man has his destiny. You can't escape it, even if you can see it coming.

True Love redefined...

It always fascinated me how people go from loving you madly to nothing at all, nothing. It hurts so much. When I feel someone is going to leave me, I have a tendency to break up first before I get to hear the whole thing. Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really love this one. When I think that its over, that I'll never see him again like this... well yes, I'll bump into him, we'll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend, act as if we had never been together, then we'll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely. Almost. Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, f*** around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There's a moment in life where you can't recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else's kisses.

Reincarnation

50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there's, like, two million people on the planet. Now there's between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? 'Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth's time. You know, so at best we're like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking... I mean, is that why we're so scattered? You know, is that why we're all so specialized?

Breakup

You know what's the worst thing about somebody breaking up with you? Is when you remember how little you thought about the people you broke up with and you realize that is how little they're thinking of you. You know, you'd like to think you're both in all this pain but they're just like 'Hey, I'm glad you're gone'.

Answer must be in the attempt...

I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.

In this life...

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