World of Chances.

Once again, my heart was pushed to the side and all feelings of happiness, security, and love were left unnoticed and un-cared-for.

But I can’t dread on that, right? Because, “You know, sometimes it’s just out of your hands, but trust me. There’s someone looking down on you who cares so much about you.”

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Even though I may feel lonely 99% of the time, I always have Him in my life. And He will always love me.

I must realize that the worst loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself.

That’s one on my biggest fears, not being comfortable and not loving myself. I gotta work on that, don’t I? Because God made me the way I am because he wanted me that way. And He knew I had a World of Chances to give somebody.

Even though I tell that to myself here, it’s hard to believe.

My faith has lost it’s strength again.

But when the fight gets hard, I fight harder. When the mountain gets steep, I climb faster. I just have to. I have to Turn Right. I have to listen to my Black Keys.

I have to keep my hope. Hope is necessary in every single condition.

Hope is a waking dream. A dream that shouldn’t be shattered. Hope lifts you up, plants a smile on your face, lights your heart up and fills it with joy.

I can’t worry about the things I have no control of. Worry gives small things big shadows. Fear grows in darkness. So when you have a fear, turn on a light. God has the ultimate plan for us. He has a World of Chances for us.

Chance is the providence of all adventures.

The last time I wrote one of these I said I wanted and adventure with you. I still do.

I have a blazing heart in my soul, but no one ever comes to sit by it.

Am I reaching too high to ask for your love? I’m reaching so high. I haven’t quite got it yet, but hey. I haven’t got a handful of mud either.

I have four main loves in my life: God, my bestfriends, my family, and YOU.

It seems as if only two of them are 100% committed to my needs. (God and YOU).

I’m not saying I need much. I just need someone to spill my secrets to and who will listen to me when I need it. And believe it or not, I can do the same in return.

What is love? Love is when one person knows all of your secrets... your deepest, darkest, most dreadful secrets of which no one else in the world knows... and yet in the end, that one person does not think any less of you; even if the rest of the world does.

I have a World of Chances for you.

I know I was put on this earth to love and to be loved. I can say that as much as I want, but sometime it’s hard to soak in a truly believe, you know?

When I hear music, I fear no danger. I am invulnerable. I see no foe. I know who I am, I believe in myself.

I can't force someone to love me; all I can do is become someone who can be loved and the rest is up them.

I understand with love comes pain, but why did I have to love so much?
Because I was made for that reason. I’ve never been unloved. <3>

I always say meeting you was fate. Because that one day was absolute luck and random. I had talked about going to see you for so long and thing were falling apart, as was I…slowly.

Then, all the sudden, last minute. Litterally. It was going to work. I had to run to the seats. And I never run.

That’s where I discovered my happiness, security, and love.

You’ve got a face for a smile, you know.

Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful.

I don't love you for you looks, or your clothes, for your fancy car (even though I have a perfectly healthy obsession with it), or because of any other silly reason, but because you sing a song only I can hear. Only I am willing to understand and adore.

Who you are is everything I need. Who you are has got me on my knees.

Like I said, meeting you was fate. Treating you and viewing you as a friend was a choice, but loving you along the way. I had no control over.

Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love still stands when all else has fallen.

I don’t love you because of who you are, I love you because of who I am when I am with you: Happy, secure, loved, smiley, warm, bubbly.

"Any man can love a million girls. But it takes a real man to love only one girl, a million ways.”

Maybe I’m just afraid?

Sure, I’m missing you because we’re far apart, but somehow, I feel all warm inside because you’re so close in my heart.

Let me be patient, let me be kind.
Tell him I need him.
Tell him I love him.
And it'll be alright, it’ll be alright.

But if I lack love, then I am nothing at all.
I can give away, everything I possess.
But I'm without love then I have no happiness.
I'll never be jealous.
And I won't be too proud.
Cause love is not boastful.
And love is not loud.

I’m really thankful you’re in my life. You really don’t know how grateful I am. <3

I’ve got a World of Chances for you. Really, I do. I promise.

I'm hoping.
I'm wating.
I'm praying you are the one.

No worries, though.

I'm here to stay. I promise you I'll wait. <3>

Trust me. I won’t let you down.

Black Keys.

Okay. I’m not one to judge or pick favorites, but. "Black Keys" might be the one song that will forever be the closest thing to my heart. For hours, days, weeks, I have sat and listened to every melody, every lyric, every note and tried to analyze what this song is exactly about.

The metaphor of the Black Keys alone is heartfelt, deep, and in no doubt genius. (Hey, I’m a sucker for English Literature).

I view this whole thing as a story—mainly the lyrics. What’s really going on in the writers heart, who they really are deep down underneath. Then the melody and the notes, most people see them as carrying the song, but I see the melody and notes as the secrets, the things that can’t be said with just words. And when you put the two together: that’s the magic.

She walks away,
Colors fade to gray,
Every precious moments now a waste.

At the beginning of the song, I see it as the end of the story. She can’t take it anymore. She starts running. Running from her fears, running from her emotions, running from anything that can hurt her again or anything that can tear her down.

She hits the gas,
Hoping it would pass,
The red light starts to flash it’s time to wait.

Even though she trying to run, she can’t. She realizes she has to wait and face it. It’s not going to pass or leave her. (Love is patient, you know.)

And the Black Keys,
Never looked so beautiful

And he realizes, she’s all he needs. All he’s ever wanted. She’s so unique, so different, and he’s never come across anyone life her. That’s why he loves her, she’s unlike anyone else. Her unusualness makes her beautiful.

And a perfect rainbow never seemed so dull
And the lights out,
Never had this bright a glow
And the Black Keys are showing
Me a world I never knew


She’s making him think. She’s showing him the real beauty in the world and the things that truly matter, such as: Friendship, Acceptance, Faith, Love.

She hates the sun,
Says it proves she’s not alone,
And the world doesn’t revolve around her soul.

She hates knowing other people are suffing just like her. And she knows that she shouldn't be the center of attention, there are much worse things in the world that need to be noticed than her.

She loves the sky, says it validates her pride,
Never lets her know when she is wrong.

The sky makes her feel beautiful; on the most beautiful of days, and during a rainy day. It officializes the pride she wants to have in herself. She wants to be beautiful even on an ugly day.

He's taking you back to why he loves her, why she’s so incredibly beauitful. She's so special and wonderful, but she can't see it. She’s afraid of who she really is, afraid to open her hurt, spill her secrets, love herself, trust anyone.

Don’t let ‘em get inside of your head,
Don’t let ‘em get inside of your head…

He’s going to show her, show her beauty, show her how wonderful it is to be different and stand out, and be appreciated for being the best person you can be.

And the Black Keys…

Towards the end of the song/story, I see him chasing after her. Reassuring her beauty, which only he sees at the time. Accepting and loving her flaws and imperfections. He sees her black and white, meaning not changing her, accepting her, loving her for who she is and who God made her to be.

It’s not who you are that holds you back, it’s who you think you’re not.

And if you think about it, God didn't have time to make a nobody, only a somebody. We’re all a somebody if we love ourselves…and have faith.

Faith is the light the guides you through the darkness and through your trying times.

Without faith and hope, there is no love. And you can’t have love without happiness.

Happiness is a grateful spirit, an optimistic attitude, and a heart full of love.

Over the last week, I’ve found where I’m truly happiest and where I can share most of my love.

That one single Friday night changed me. I didn’t faint, or scream bloody murder, or tackle anyone. I was just happy; I was just full of love and faith. My hope grew. I love sharing every single moment, memory, song, note, lyric, laugh, smile with my real best friends.

The joy they spread (not only to me), is incredible to watch. Between you and me, I love watching everyone else light up, sometimes more than them.

But I can’t deny how you’ve changed me. You’re my Black Keys. You’re nothing sort of my everything.

In my wildest dreams, you always play the hero.

In my darkest hour of night, you rescue me, you save my life.

You’re my Black Keys.
You’re my Black Keys.
You’re my Black Keys.

It's very easy to think about Love, to talk about Love, to wish for Love.
But it's not always easy to recognize Love, even when you hold it in our own hands. But I think I know love a little better now.

It doesn’t come from finding the perfect person; it comes from learning to see the imperfect person perfectly.

In dreams and especially in love, there are no impossibilities.

Love doesn't make the world go round, love is what makes the ride worthwhile. Won’t you share it with me?
Because my faiths growing, along with my hope. And where hope grows, miracles blossom.

Won’t you be my miracle, my hero, my love?

I hope your dreams take you to the corners of your smiles (which are beautiful by the way and need to see daylight a tad more) to the highest of your hopes, to the windows of your opportunities, and to the most special places your heart has ever known.

‘Cause I’m waiting for you. We can have quite an adventure together.