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God Bless.
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Sorry, y’all. It’s summer; things have been busy. Life’s been good though. J Hope you enjoy this update.
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All we have left is self-control. All we have to do is pack up and go.
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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
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I’d learned a long time ago not to be picky in farewells. They weren’t guaranteed or promised. And you were lucky, if not blessed, to get a goodbye at all.
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I cannot imagine where I would be today if it weren’t for the handful of friends who’ve given me a heart full of joy. Let’s face it; friends make life a lot more fun.
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That’s just the problem with me these days; I’m walking on eggshells. Nothing ever goes wrong and nothing ever goes right. I don’t know how to get help and everything is perfect. But nothing ever moves me.
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I am waiting for something to go wrong. I am waiting for familiar results. I am waiting for another repeat; another attempt being crippled by defeat. And I am waiting for that sense of relief. I am waiting for you to flee the scene as if you held in your hand the smoking gun while on the floor laid the one you claim to have loved.
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I’ve tried forgetting but that didn’t seem to work. So I’ve come to terms with who you are and who you’ve been. The only thing I wish you could see is what you really could be. Your past doesn’t make you or decide who you are. And I know you’re not sorry, but I’ve forgiven you.
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If you don’t fall in love, you don’t get hurt. But it sure does get lonely when you’re all by yourself.
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That’s what I mean. You think about things that aren’t important. Like who’s got more status than the other person. And you make your decisions about that based on things like clothes and friends and where people sit in the lunchroom and who people hang out with. And if people aren’t just like you, you think they’re not worthy and that nobody else who matters to you thinks they’re worthy. And so you write those people off. I remember when you weren’t like that. I remember when you cared about things that mattered and when you weren’t always sizing everything and everyone up all the time. And I like you a lot then.
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Don’t hold onto your past. There’s a reason that it’s not coming back.
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I’ve noticed that nothing is permanent. You don’t want to possess anything that is dear to you because you might lose it.
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If it’s the thought that counts, then you can count on me. I think about you all the time.
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When it comes to relationships, maybe we’re all in glass houses and shouldn’t throw any stones. Because you can’t ever really know. Some people are settling down, some people are settling, and some people refuse to settle for anything less than butterflies.
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Everyone is looking for themselves in someone else.
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This has everything to do with him. This is about the difference between right and wrong, between the truth and a lie. He took that from you. And if you can’t tell the difference, then you can’t trust anyone. And if you can’t trust, then you can’t love.
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You are the reoccurring kind. You never really leave my mind.
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It’s been days without you in my reach, and the only time I’ve touched you is in my sleep. But time has changed nothing at all. You’re still the only one that feels like home. I’ve tried cutting all the ropes. I’ve tried to finally let you go. But you’re still the only one that ever feels like home.
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These nights seem to last forever. And maybe I’m wrong, but it feels like I’m so lost without you.
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You don’t have to try to censor your tears. But be honest. Are you happy?
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Love is passion; an obsession for that someone you can’t live without. If you don’t start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say, find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I’m not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you’ll come back. Because, the truth is, there’s no sense in living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love… well, you haven’t lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven’t tried, then you haven’t lived.
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I would like to be the air that inhibits you for a moment only. I want to be that unnoticed, and that necessary.
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You’re the closest thing I have to bring up in conversation about love that didn’t last. But I could never call you mine, because I could never call myself yours. It’s not that our love died, it just never really bloomed. I can’t let go of you, though. You’re holding me back without even trying to. I can’t let go. I can’t move on from the past. Without lifting a finger, you’re holding me back. We didn’t die; we just never had a chance to grow. It might not make much sense to you or to any of my friends, but somehow you still affect the things I do.
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Stop talking about love. Every jerk in the world says he loves somebody. It means nothing. What you feel only matters to you. It’s what you do to the people that you say you love. That’s what matters. It’s the only thing that counts.
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There are some people who meet that somebody that they can never stop loving, no matter how hard they try. I wouldn’t expect you to understand that or even believe it, but trust me. There are some loves that don’t go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we all should be lucky enough to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity; somebody who never lets go; somebody who cherishes you forever.
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Sometimes a person has to let go because their heart just gets too tired of holding on. They’ll always love you though, no matter what.
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We can all use a little hope sometimes, you know. That feeling that everything is going to be okay and that there’s going to be someone there to help and make sure of that.
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I know it’s a bit sudden, okay, but yesterday was a great day. And I’m sitting on the bus and I realize that none of my great days in my life matter without you. You’re the one I want next to me when my dreams come true. You’re the one I want next to me if they don’t. As long as I have you, nothing else matters.
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It’s when you curl up under your covers, feeling almost every thread in your 600-thread-count and knowing exactly what indention it’s making upon the tiniest, microscopic parts of your skin. This isn’t how you want to fall asleep, thinking about the fibers of the sheets you’re sleeping on, but anything is better than thinking about what you’ve been thinking about all day. And the comforter weighs down on your shoulders like the hug you needed ever since this morning but never got; it doesn’t matter that it’s lightweight. It’s better than the anvil you’ve had on your heart, on your shoulders, on your entire upper body. The four cups of coffee you drank don’t even affect you because you’ve been waiting for this moment the entire day – the small, simple glimmer of a sun long since passed and the tiny opportune moment to get some sleep. You have to grasp it then, right in that moment where your eyelids feel heaviest; otherwise, it’ll be another wasted night remembering a face and a voice that doesn’t belong to you, no matter how much you try. You have to go to sleep right then, whether you’re comfortable or not; otherwise, you’ll end up an insomniac trying to get some peace, but you can’t. The darkness will drag on inevitably, the blankets offering no heat that you wish you could substitute for the arms you used to love. And you’ll be a broken shell, trying to sleep with that familiar feeling of wanting someone you can’t have; that deep, inpenetratable knowledge that you’re going to sleep alone.
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There’s a shine in your eyes and a twinkle in your smile. I think I should probably let you know, I want you to stick around for a while.
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Everything we had is no longer there.
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I didn’t even like that song until I heard you sing it.
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Please believe that things are good with me. And even when they’re not, they will be soon enough.
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Little lines and cracks around your eyes and your mouth. Something’s trying to get out. It’s okay to be a little broken.
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It doesn’t work that way. You’ve seen enough to know better. You better regulate it. This time, use your heart and not your mind. Maybe you just don’t get it. You’ve worked way too hard to throw it all away. Maybe you’re just not ready to start all over again.
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I took a lesson from a liar, but it never inspired a thing. And all this rhetoric about loving you is just another clever way to say I know what I’m getting into.
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No matter how far I go, no matter how much this hurts, I want you to know my heart remains with you.
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You’ll find you had the courage all along.
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I feel like I can trust you. I want to believe you more than anything. But after being hurt, everything becomes such a blur that I don’t know what’s real anymore. So hold me tight, darlin’. Make me believe.
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And when the world got to be too much for me, I took off and left a memory. I was thinking I would find something better for me somehow.
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Surround yourself with people who will only raise you higher.
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It was one of those uncommon moments. One of those times when you don’t wish for something else. You don’t wish for even one thing to be different. One of those times when you have no other needs and no worries. Your insides are calm, and everything you were ever restless about, anything that had ever given you angst, is quieted to stillness.
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It’s not that some people have willpower, and some don’t. it’s that some people are ready to change and others aren’t.
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Love dares you to change your ways of caring.
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I’ve always admitted that I am ruled by my passions.
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I’ve learned this past year. I’ve changed. I’ve grown. Maybe things do happen for a reason; maybe they don’t. But no matter what, they still happen. That’s what we need to remember. I learned to stop analyzing things, to just let them happen. And if I get hurt, or if something bad happens, then it happens. There’s nothing I can do to change that. I’ve learned to go with my gut, and that it’s okay to make mistakes because the ones that matter won’t care. I’ve learned that love really is as great as they say it is. I’ve learned that your friends can save you from your worst enemy – yourself. And, most importantly, I’ve learned that today is all we have.
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I may not be much, but I’m something.
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There’s comfort in knowing the truth, even when it hurts.
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And though I’ve already blown more chances than anyone should ever get, all I’m asking is that you don’t write me off just yet.
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I deserve the right kind of love. The kind of love that makes me happy. The fantastic love that’s in books and movies. Even if we aren’t together forever, I want to look back and never regret having fallen in love with you. That’s the kind of love I think we all deserve.
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You learn. With every goodbye… you learn.
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I love talking about nothing. It’s the only thing I know anything about.
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Across the miles, it’s funny to me, how far away you are, but how near you seem be. I could talk all night, just to hear you breathe. I could spend my whole life just living in this dream. You’re all I’ll ever need. You give me strength, you give me hope, you give me someone to love, someone to hold. When I’m in your arms, I need you to know, I’ve never been this close. With all the loves I used to know, I kept my distance. I never let go. But in your arms, I know I’m safe, because I’ve never been held and I’ve never been kissed in this way. When I’m in your arms, I need you to know, I’ve never been this close. Close enough to see it’s true, close enough to trust in you, closer now than any words can say. I’ve never been this close.
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I’m tired of living in this bubble, so today I’m changing everything. My dream’s been buried in the rubble. It’s time to set it free. No more keeping quiet this life inside of me. I’m going to start living out loud. My soul’s been dying to scream and shout and shatter the silence. It’s a beautiful sound, when each moment counts. Starting right now, I’m going to start living out loud.
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It’s way too easy to live this life with your eyes half-closed. I spend half my time bored out of my mind, sleep walking. Well I wake up to this fool’s parade and I watch the leaves fall down. I see everything changing, but somehow I feel caged in, just hanging around. I’m waiting on the wonderful – something to set me free. Out of the ordinary, come and rescue me. I could use a little love to send me a sign. I’m tired of the typical. I’m waiting on the wonderful. It’s that feeling that’s so hard to explain. When the world’s so big and you’re so small and you get caught up in the wonder of it all. That’s what I’m missing. I’m tired of the typical. I’m waiting on the wonderful.
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Where have you been, my long lost friend? It’s good to see you again. Come and sit for a while. I’ve missed your smile.
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You’re the person I used to dream about, but never thought I’d actually find.
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The only reason people get angry is to cover up the hurt.
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It takes faith to see, so close your eyes and search deeper than just the memories. I never stopped believing in you and me. Your leaving never changed things.
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My arms can’t carry the weight of the world anymore. My mind won’t worry about tomorrow’s problems anymore. My heart won’t always feel sorry anymore.
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Oh, well I don’t mind if you don’t mind. Because I don’t shine if you don’t shine.
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Because I know that the sound of your heart is something I can trust.
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Don’t wait for something big to occur. Start with where you are, with what you have, and that will always lead you into something greater.
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You break the ice when you speak. With every single breath you take, you save me.
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Well, it looks like rain tonight. And thank God, because a clear sky just wouldn’t even feel right.
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No matter what, we have each other. Even when everything else is gone.
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Always be a little kinder than necessary.
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you’re the one who gets burned. – Buddha.
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It’s better to love someone you could never be with, than to be with someone you could never love.
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We often ask God to show up. We pray prayers of rescue. Perhaps God would ask us to be that rescue, to be His body, to move for things that matter. He is not invisible when we come alive. I might be simple, but more and more, I believe God works in love, speaks in love, is revealed in our love. I have seen that this week, and honestly, it’s been simple: Take a broken girl, treat her like a famous princess, and give her the best seats in the house. Buy her coffee and cigarettes for the coming down, and books and bathroom things for the days ahead. Tell her something true when all she’s known are lies. Tell her God loves her. Tell her about forgiveness and the possibility of freedom. Tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true.
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We are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless. We don’t get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers. We won’t solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in such a vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We were made to be lovers, bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again until we’re called home.
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See, when you’re mad, you don’t miss people. So if you stay mad, it’s like you never knew them at all. That way, you don’t have to feel sad about them leaving you.
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