This week, I had to return to the place were I have hardly any security, any happiness, any love.
I know I have to be there, but that’s hard for my heart to handle when it’s wants and needs to be somewhere else.
But I’ve been thinking lately, [I do that often don’t I?].
I was living in ignorant bliss,
‘Til I learned I could be more than this.
And you know, in a way I owe it all to you.
It’s true. I know who I can be because of you. I know all the changes I can make, all the influences I can inspire, all the smiles I can spread.
I thought losing your love was a blow I could never withstand.
Look how far I have come without anyone holding my hand.
I can’t deny it. There are some days where I’m so lonely and terrified without you. But I’ve done something things with you not by my side— I’ll keep those to myself for now.
I had to find my way.
You helped me find my way.
There's still so much to learn.
So many dreams to earn.
But, even if I crash and burn ten times a day.
I think I'm here to stay.
I'm gonna find my way.
Now, I’m not going to hide it. I would love for you to be here right next to me. To split a Dr. Pepper (diet of course), to help me with my Algebra II and AP Science homework, to whip a tear away, to share a simple laugh at something that isn’t even that funny.
I think about you constantly, whether it's with my mind or my heart. I can’t really help it anymore. It’s becoming second nature. But, that’s okay. You’re bringin’ a smile across my face.
I’m following my heart. I’ve been quiet for quite sometime. I’ve asked questions, and searched for answers. I’m learning to trust my heart.
I’m missing you more than I can image, and hey, I’ve already planned on missing you a great deal.
Wait! Don’t think I’m complaining. Because I’m certainly not. I know I’ve been lucky and fortunate. And I’m so thankful for it. Oh Goodness, I just found myself smiling again while reminiscing the memories.
I think I dream so we don’t have to be apart for so long. When you appear in my dreams you never leave my side.
Some days are harder than others, but, you know, missing you could turn from pain to pleasure, if I knew you were missing me too. Just saying.
But somehow. Missing you gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time I saw you, it's one day closer to the next time I will.
Can miles truly separate you from friends? If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there? ;)
If I know what love is, it’s because of you.
I’d be there through thick and thin, the highs and the lows, the ups and the downs. Now that I think about I’ve already been doing that for quite sometime now. But, I don’t mind.
If you were to jump off a bridge. I wouldn’t follow. I’d be at the bottom to catch you when you would fall. Promise. World of Chances, remember?
You must train your intuition -- you must trust the tiny voice inside your head which tells you exactly what to say, what to decide. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders. You know I won’t let you down.
The best proof of love is trust. You can trust me. You can trust me.
We're never so vulnerable than when we trust someone - but, if we cannot trust, neither can we find true love or joy.
Isn't it ironic? We ignore who adore us, adore who ignore us, love who hurt us, and hurt who love us?
Each of us has an inner dream that we can unfold if we will just have the courage to admit what it is. And have the faith to trust our own admission.
The admitting is often the most difficult.
But I’ll admit eventually…
I don’t want to trust anyone. I don’t want to tell my secrets to anyone. I don’t wanna be betrayed. But there I go again, thinking that you will save me. That YOU will save ME, and that you will end up being my hero.
I would rather make a leap of faith than a jump to conclusion, though.
When you come to the edge of all, you know. You must believe in one of two things:
You will be given earth on which to stand
Or you will be given wings.
Are you going to stand from the side and turn your shoulder or simply just…fly with me?
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