WriterFromTheHeart

See the days went by and she stayed up late at night wondering what to do, so much to say but  didn't want to say a word. She wants to see him once more, to see him smile, laugh, to be embraced by him and hear his heart beat as she lay her head on his chest. PadumPadumPadum. The one beat that meant nothing and everything all in one. This urge that she had it was becoming stronger and stronger she could no longer go a day without thinking about him and the wanting to see him she so longed. She keeps her hopes up high knowing that things may end up like before but she doesn't care, the worst that could happen already did so for it to happen aga

She has walked many more miles since she last saw him, she has grown and experienced new feelings but none have made her forget how she felt about him. Its probably the saddest thing to hear, especially after knowing all the tears she cried and doubts shes had, but this is how it is, how its always been. She learned to live without him to accept the fact that he was gone, she was free. She walked the Earth with a smile on her face and only her dreams to think about. Ambitious, alert of the world around her, she was happy. She took the biggest step of all, she packed her bags and moved away to follow her dreams. Being away wasn't anything like

The days pass by like nothing just the regular schedule every day every week, sometimes i dont even know what day it is i just live the day as it comes up. Then i began to think to try an come up with a "reason" for me not remembering the days i live not to far back but 24 hours before. The problem is that when i think i can stop thinking at all one thought leads to the next then the next and so forth until it comes to the point where i begin t doubt my actions, my way of life, my every day way of life. I end in a mood where i feel hopeless and helpless... i begin to wonder if their is hope for a better tomorrow a better future... the sad par

Nothing last forever whether it is pain or joy, the feeling of comfort or loneliness. Yes times are rough when you feel like a loner in a world of strange beings who pretend to care and admire our true colors. I am not going to lie and say i have never cared because I have, I have tried to ignore the world around me just to create a "safety zone" around me. I have yelled it to the sky, the stars at night and the bright full moon in hopes of that something would change magically just because of the fact that i was saying it at the top of my lungs. well it doesn't work that way because i don't set a limit time of how  long an emotion or feeling

Society judges base on what they see and hear. Walk around with a smile and its assumed that your happy. Laugh out loud in a moment of silence and your considered rude. Live life like nothing can hurt you and your considered a dreamer a lost hope. Not knowing the reason behind the actions taken in everyday life. Prefer to be judged over judging others, what they say doesn't define you but them. Learn to accept who you are or who you may become, you will never know until you try.

My rarely seen smiles, my undescribeable laughs,quiet giggles & the reason i get lost in my own thoughts. I dont know how or why this happens when i think of you but it does...the worst day can become one of the best nights after i talk with you. The random conversations and randevus we share, even if its just for just an instant. It doesnt matter to me all i remember is being with you, hearing your laugh echo and your seeing your face light up. Time passing by faster than i can realize what's happening but i enjoy every second of it. Never regretting a word said or action done because this may not be my first or last encounter with love but

Looking for love is a mistake yet i still searched every place possible, hoping it was their waiting for me. I looked for years turning my back on the world and those around me, closing myself off. There i was day by day walking like a lost soul the days, weeks,years passing by a million thing going through my head. Ill admit i gave up.... maybe i am not meant to love... be loved. A reality i had to face and try to accept.

Not knowing what to say or how to act is a loss of intuition and instinct. Taught to respect and born to love, we stand here on earth lost and powerless. Doubting everything we do and our reason for doing it. The what if's will haunt us until the end of our days. We can only hope tomorrow will be a better today because hope is all we have left.

Ha!i sit here waiting for change in life, waiting for a new beginning. Hoping that some miracle will happen and i will wake up one morning and be able to say "oh im glad it was only a dream"... Well is it wasn't, it isn't. Its my everyday life filled with mixed emotions, feeling lost every time i try and take a step forward in life. My soul driven with curiosity; my heart driven with hope; my mind driven with dreams. What stops me?....the one thing i tough would never come in between me and my wanted future. My family.  

The book of kept secrets, confessions and hopes. This book is over looked when seen on a shelf because it doesn't stand out from the rest. Its been misplaced several times for weeks an no one has noticed, it just wonders around dusty and torn. In this book you can find many stories that reveal the hardship and sorrow of life. The joy and pride of a job well done. The stories only an infant could truly comprehend. The confessions of things unbearable to the ear of a person with reason. This book was once found but since it wasn't appealing to the eye it was given a cover. This cover had nothing to do with the content of the book, all it did wa