photo credit to thairiaSometimes love, makes you feel that everything in this world is worth living for. The sunset never seemed more beautiful when you watch it in the arms of the man you truly love. and you just hate how much you have to think of him every single second, your fingers tingle and beg to be allowed to hold his hand. As you lie in his chest, his heartbeat synchronizes with yours, and you relish at the smiles that appear on both your faces. Love is when you look into his eyes and see that that's exactly how you look when you are looking at him.
Sometimes love, makes you strong, makes you stand in front of someone you love, perhaps to take a bullet, to take a blame, to let their tears land on your shoulder. Such love gives you strength to do everything you thought was impossible.
Sometimes love, makes you change. Tames you, makes you a better person. You go home early for he doesn't like you staying out late, he doesn't want you to go clubbing, he abhorrs you smoking, he loves you in white, loves you in short hair... Love makes you give in more than what you can actually bear. Just when you thought he'd hurt you enough to stop loving him, Love decides to give him yet another chance, and the next, and the next.
But sometimes love.. is letting go. The greatest love is to love yourself. I remember once, because of love, I forgo everything that made me, ME. I let him step all over my pride, ruin my life, break my heart umpteen times over. But still i held on, to the love that was cutting me, rendering all my wounds open.
How did i stop. I stopped when i realized, he don't love me anymore. And the best that I can do, is to save my love for someone worth it, namely, myself. My nails were chipped, hair's a mess, bank account drained to 0, my future looked bleak and i looked too ugly with all the crying i had done. My pride has been trampled all over the floor and people know me as "stupid girl".
Take a look at the man who's stabbing you with the knife. Ask yourself if he still loves you. Don't hesitate, the answer is no. No matter how many more times you are going to commit suicide the fact won't change. This is something you need to know about a man.
once they made up their minds, not even George Carlin can change it.
Sometimes love, makes you strong, makes you stand in front of someone you love, perhaps to take a bullet, to take a blame, to let their tears land on your shoulder. Such love gives you strength to do everything you thought was impossible.
Sometimes love, makes you change. Tames you, makes you a better person. You go home early for he doesn't like you staying out late, he doesn't want you to go clubbing, he abhorrs you smoking, he loves you in white, loves you in short hair... Love makes you give in more than what you can actually bear. Just when you thought he'd hurt you enough to stop loving him, Love decides to give him yet another chance, and the next, and the next.
But sometimes love.. is letting go. The greatest love is to love yourself. I remember once, because of love, I forgo everything that made me, ME. I let him step all over my pride, ruin my life, break my heart umpteen times over. But still i held on, to the love that was cutting me, rendering all my wounds open.
How did i stop. I stopped when i realized, he don't love me anymore. And the best that I can do, is to save my love for someone worth it, namely, myself. My nails were chipped, hair's a mess, bank account drained to 0, my future looked bleak and i looked too ugly with all the crying i had done. My pride has been trampled all over the floor and people know me as "stupid girl".
Take a look at the man who's stabbing you with the knife. Ask yourself if he still loves you. Don't hesitate, the answer is no. No matter how many more times you are going to commit suicide the fact won't change. This is something you need to know about a man.
once they made up their minds, not even George Carlin can change it.
But i told myself, now im telling you, leaving someone who don't love you, means a step closer to someone whom you are meant to be with. Memories hurt you. But trust me. once you move on, you will look back and say to yourself:
"what the fuck! i can't believe i actually got together with this guy!"
When that boy left me, i felt so retarded and i wondered how to make him stay. ( trust me, i tried many ways ). Everything happens for a reason, and i found my reason. Its time to wipe off those tears and start looking for yours!
