Friday, February 26, 2010
When your heart breaks my heart breaks too, once for me and once for you. When you shed tears I shed tears too, once for me and once for you. When you bleed I bleed too, once for me and once for you. Heartache compounded, my love for you runs deep. You are not alone, I am here, right here, where I always have been. I am hoping as hard as I can while you despair, I will fill up the world with good thoughts for you. Don't give up, because I won't ever give up on you.
Happiness is not free, understanding is not free, change is not free. We, each of us, pay a price for the things we so desperately crave. True appreciation is most often followed only by great hurt. In order to gain the full spectrum of happiness, we must go through the full spectrum of sorrow, only in this way will you be able to tell how immense the difference between the two. Know my friend, that when it cuts too deep, when you feel too tired, when it hurts too much, this is the price. You are paying it now, so that later when your happiness arrives it will be more splendid and more significant than it ever could have been before.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
It's not that I don't think you will understand (well maybe that's exactly it) I just don't see the point. I have this entire world inside my head I don't let you (or most people) in on. It's not personal, or elitist, I'm not keeping things from you out of spite. On purpose, and often, but not with malicious intent. You just have this idea of me so set in your head, what is the point of arguing with you? I am still who I am regardless of your opinion, that doesn't change because you cant see it. Still, I wonder sometimes if you know what you are missing out on deciding what I think before I say it. And even more often I wonder if you will ever know who I am apart from your preconceived notions. It's pretty awesome in my little world, I'm sad you won't ever get to see it.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
I know you don't know my name. I know you have no idea how much we have in common. I know you have no clue that without knowing it you picked out my favorite color, favorite song, favorite movie, favorite quote and favorite food. I had no idea things would turn out this way, but I have never been more glad about a chance taken. I know you don't realize this yet, but you and I are going to mean so much to each other.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Sleep is such a tricky devious thing. I have begun to hate sleep, and dreaming. When I am awake I know what is real, what is true. Dreams confuse the issue. I have resolved never to sleep again. I can't bear the mornings anymore. Every time I wake I have to leave a world where you're still alive for the real world where you aren't.