I want to be the place in your heart that you can never let go of.
I want to be the kind of girl that leaves an everlasting impression on someone. I don't want to be the type that you'll forget in a week. I want to be hard to forget. I want the kind of impact on someone where they'll never find anyone who can take my place. And I want that, because that's what you are to me.
When a girl says she's cold, you're not supposed to say, "Me too."
It's been a while since a boy has been able to make her smile like that.
If your friend is too frank that what she says hurts you, don't get mad. Donkey once told Shrek, "Only true friends can be cruelly honest."
There's that occasional night where you just break down and cry, 'cause you know that no matter what, things will never be the same.
There is never a time or place for true love, it happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single, flashing, throbbing moment.
She's just one of those girls that no matter how many times she's told, she never believes she's beautiful.
You're one of the few things that help me start my day, that keeps me strong when the happiness starts to fade.
Writing a poem is like seeing shapes in a cloud. The person next to you hardly ever knows what the hell you're thinking about.
She shrugs it off. She acts like she doesn't care. But just by looking at her, we can see, she's falling apart without him.
It's you. You're the one I talk about all the time, the one I can't stop thinking about. The one that can make me laugh when I don't even want to smile, the one that can make me feel better in 2.2 seconds. It's you that I'm crazy about.
I've realized that when I'm with you, the world goes away. When you look at me, with your amazing eyes, I know I could stay with you forever. And that every time we're talking, I constantly have a smile on my face.
It started as just a crush and ended up as everything.
I want to be the girl he is up all night thinking about and the girl that he's telling his guys about saying, "I think I love her."
People say that the bad memories cause the most pain, but actually, it's the good ones that drive you insane.
Remember in the third grade, swining on the swings was the best part of your day. Where did all that innocence go? Down the drain, along with happiness and having fun times with friends that later would stab you in the back. Now, swining on the swings is replaced by iPods, boyfriends and broken hearts.
It's always easy to believe someone when they tell you exactly what you want to hear.
Maybe her laugh is a cry for help and maybe her smile is just there to cover up her insecurities.
You can erase someone from your mind. Getting them out of your heart is another story.
Appreciate those random moments, life just isn't as fun when it's planned.
It's so weird how some of the saddest songs can make you feel better just because it lets you know someone else feels the same way. Just because it lets you know that you're not alone.
I know we don't talk much, and sometimes we even walk right past each other without saying one word. But then there's those times when our eyes meet and I know deep down, you're missing me as much as I'm missing you. That's what I live for.
Let's be honest. Sometimes there is nothing harder in life than being happy for someone else.
I never thought in a million years that this would be the person I'd become.
Friday, June 3, 2011
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strange isn't it, that people aren't the way they make themselves out to be.. what seems like happy on the surface might be an emotional blackhole beneath.
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Awesome post! I can totally relate to most of it!
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We sit here, and we read these posts, because most of us dont know what we're feeling, or we dont know how to express it to anybody else but ourselves. So we look at the quotes, and we read them and we see ourselves and our own feelings reflected back at us. But be strong girls, because the boys that make us sit in front of this screen, reading these quotes while comforting ourselves and crying our eyes out are probably the ones that wont stop breaking out hearts, but are also the ones we probably cant stop loving. We sit there and we clutch that pillow, or the photo of 'us' and we listen to the saddest songs and the memories of the two of us go round and round and you cant help but wonder where it all went wrong, but thats just it, you cant, there isnt a specific point in time that changes, and thats what hurts, because you want to change it back to the first kiss, the first time he held you, back to the days that he called you every single day and woke you up every morning and told you he loved you.. the conversations where time stood still because he took your hand and told you that YOU were the girl he wants for the rest of his life... and we ask ourselves, if he felt that once, why cant he feel that again.. and we feel guilty, because maybe we shouldnt have cared as much.. maybe we shouldnt have called his phone continually when he didnt answer that saturday night you were sitting up waiting for your phone to go off, and when it did and it wasnt him your stomach sank.. and you cry all over again.. and when he finally answers and asks whats wrong you say 'nothing im fine' just to save the arguement you cant be bothered to have anymore... The truth is love hurts, and maybe if the boys saw all the times we sat there in silence and just stared out our window.. or the times we just stared at the pictures of him, or the little love notes he wrote to us months ago.. maybe, just maybe he'd understand.. but why is it that we can explain it to everyone else so much better than we can explain it to him... Even though in the end we stop explaining it, because we've felt it all before, and the only question that remains is 'why am i feeling this again.. why cant i walk away.. and why am i letting it happen this time round.. why wont HE change" well dont rely on his change, WE need to change, become independant and look out for ourselves, one day he will see what hes missing, because we wont be weak anymore, we will be STRONG.
ReplyDeleteNever give your complete yourself to a boy, because one day he just might not be there and once again we will be left with the tears, the photos and the memories.. but do you think he will be sitting there thinking about us ? no.. he will be with his alcohol and his friends, trying NOT to think about us.. but one day, when he's sober, and hes friends are busy he'll think of the times he wouldve called you right now, and he'll feel that pain, that big empty pit where we used to be.. and then he'll role over, and he'll remember how your hair used to smell on his pillow, or how soft your skin was or how he used to love waking up next to you every morning.. and he may even shed a tear.. and the sad thing is, is he will feel this, because they cant run from their feelings forever.. but we probably wont even know.. and thats the one thing we've lived to hear.. for him to finally say "i love you, and i miss you" and when you find the guy that says that, you've found the one..
a very dear old friend told me once "in a relationship put your right foot forward, but keep one foot back.. because at the end of the day you need something to fall back on besides all those tears you shed"
Stay strong girls, we arent the only ones..
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Dear Codi, I'm speechless with your comment. Its way too true and its like exactly what my heart felt and which i could never explain in words.
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Yes, lets all stay strong. *hugs
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VERY VERY BEAUTIFUL POSTS.
ReplyDeleteAND CONGRATULATIONS, Codi, your post is very beautiful and unfortunately..real
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Thankyou, Its a very real feeling unfortunatley.. !
ReplyDeleteI just want to say, Im glad you're back !
I started my own blog too :)