This is my story...

This is my story,
the girl who loves too hard yet looses so easily, I strap your secrets on my back, add it to my own weight and keep walking.             
                  
The one who needs to be understanding and justified and replaced , the one who figures it out and learns to move on ;
This is my story .

Frustration,  heartbreak, perseverance, acceptance ,step by step; This is my story...
I fight, I struggle, I smile, I Kiss ; This is my story  ....

Learning how to addapt, being there  for who I can  , extending myself with a smile and a tear ; This is my story.

Every chapter plays out , every lesson is learned , only to wait for that other page turn ; This is my story.
Sadness, happiness, loneliness , love ; This is my story .             

        Beauty is a gift and a curse , a big heart a blessing and a hinderance ,
I can smile when I cry , I can cry when I'm scared , I can scream when I'm happy; All emotions start to merge into one single feeling so I just let go and exist;
This is my story.

That kind of Love...

I want that passionate love, that crazy love, that hazy love…
That feeling that keeps you on your toes,
That with a single touch can set your blaze a glow…
Keeps a shiver in your knees, and a quiver in your breath,
Always warm and protected within its caress…
I crave that sweet love, that movie love, that stupid love …
The type that makes you lose time and forget you name,
The kind that remains consistent but never the same…
The kind that always gets it right after just one try,
That feeling you can trust even after a fight….
Looking for prince charming, running around kissing frogs,
I want that magic love that comes straight from the stars…
I want that serious love, that focused love, that trusting love,
The kind that never second guesses, dismisses and lies,
The kind that may get shaken through the bad times but always survives…
The kind that will stand by your side, and lead when you can’t,
That’s never too proud to ask for a hand…
I want that spiritual love, that Godly love, that humbling love,
The kind that has as much faith in us as it does in above,
The kind that admit when it’s wrong and can accept I was right,
A patient kind of love that knows all in its time…
I wait for that stable love, that loyal love, that lasting love….
The kind that endures all, accepts the good with the bad,
Understands we are not perfect and that it’s all part of a plan.

Hope for the Best

I shed a tear for every hurt and every fear.
In the silence of the night, when I try and see clear.
Mourning for my losses, him, her, and them,
these shadows of my life that will never play again.
It’s like a record stuck on repeat, these thoughts in my head ,
so I shed a tear for each moment I’ve spent.
It’s all I can do to get use to “good bye “,
And in my dark quiet flashes alone I cry.
I shed a tear for every heartbreak, disappointment,
every burn,
And hope from each wound I can learn.
We love, we lose, as easy as we smile and charm,
  No one said it would be easy, but we persevere and move on.
So I shed a tear when they died , another when they left ,
and one for myself as I hoped for the best.
I am tightly pieced together by the memories of my past
and if I have learned anything it’s that, this too shall pass.