Maybe Life Was All About Finding You
I met you when I was between heartbreak and healing. Somewhere in the middle, I found you – or maybe you…
I met you when I was between heartbreak and healing. Somewhere in the middle, I found you – or maybe you…
We cannot be friends because I cannot be the sort of friend you want me to be.
Some nights, I don’t even sleep in my own bed in an attempt to find someone else who will kiss me goodnight. And they kiss me, but it’s never for a good night.
For a while, every little thing will remind you of him. The funny slogan on that tee shirt, a water bottle, the smell of coffee, even the sunshine. You can’t say goodbye to someone that lives on in everything he’s ever touched.
It boils down to two choices like in every other relationship; fight or flight? But how can you fight for something that you’ve never believed in?
This is the girl who understands what love really means. This is the girl who is the light in a world turning dark. This is the girl who isn’t afraid to feel and to live.
I hope you are well, and that you’ve found someone to love, who loves you more. I hope she treats you well. I hope you’ve found that peace you were searching for.
Time and time again, you chose love. But most importantly, you chose me to love.
I would never stop choosing to love you, choosing to fight for an us. Because falling in love and choosing to love are worlds apart.
A dream is the spark to the match, the match that lights your fire that burns your passion. It’s the instigator, it’s the shove over the edge, it’s the light bulb moment, the eureka.