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He seemed so perfect: tall, dark, handsome, and witty beyond belief. He was caring and honest, funny and smart, and made you feel special without any doubt. Could this really be? A man in this world who is solely right for me? My hopes grew higher, my wishes came true, but then reality hit me and there was nothing I could do. I felt hopeless and used, forgotten and blue, when did things go wrong? If only I knew. I was so naive to believe he really cared; all the laughter and good times have only disappeared. I wish to go back to that time I thought was true, reliving those precious moments to treasure and make brand new. When the time comes when our two faces meet, I’m blissfully hoping it will be everything I dreamed it would be. And if that day never comes, I’m happy to say, our short time was filled with love and perfect in every way.
I don’t care about the silly miscommunications that eventually mean nothing. I don’t care about the moments when we want to just put the covers over our face. I don’t care about the moments where we sit in silence, writhing in thoughts. I don’t care about the pensive moments, or the weird moments,…
I was so naive to believe he really cared, all the laughter and good times have only disappeared. I wish to go back to that time I thought was true, reliving those precious moments to treasure and make brand new.
You can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable and life’s like an hourglass glued to the table. No one can find the rewind button girl, so cradle your head in your hands and breathe, just breathe. - Anna Nalick “Breathe (2 am)”
“Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common: They are shooting stars-a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they’re gone.”—The Notebook (via xoxsarah)
“The beauty of a girl is not in the clothes she wears the figure that she carries ; or the way she does her hair the beauty of a girl must be seen thur her eyes because that holds the path way to her heart and there…. that’s the place love resides”—Audrey Hepburn (via adammmxo)
Maybe I’m a dreamer, maybe I’m misunderstood, maybe you’re not seeing the side of me you should, maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m the only one, maybe I’m just out of touch, maybe I’ve just had enough, maybe its time to change and leave it all behind. - Sick Puppies
Shalom. Its a word we use for peace & peace benefits all according to Shalom but the word is not the simplest word to define; but as a creative, I bite my fingernails to help restore this word in its purest form. Shalom. More than hello or peace the word also means completeness, wholeness, health,…
It’s nice when you can hear that song—the one that made your soul want to explode—and you feel nothing. You barely recognize it. Because soon, you’ll hear a different song for the first time, and something will literally shift in your body, it’ll awaken things, force you to taste something new, see something differently, feel something profound. That’s when you know you’re over him.
“Strangled in the sulfurous fumes of smoggy black film,You are now silver meltdown.Covering your surface with Luster to not return—a dreaded piece of metal.Enjoy that tarnish proof paper, and live in your pouch.With age you will turn ugly.With care your will wear down;Smoldered in broken chain and scratched tagsNames that no longer exist.You have been thrown among the ruins.—B.S. Truman (2003)”—