Unexplained Addictions

Every woman’s heart has instructions. They are written in her Eyes, in her Smile, Through her Actions and in her Tears. All she has to do is run into someone wise Who cares enough to read them.

Like a wild flower; she spent her days, allowing herself to grow, not many knew of her struggle, but eventually all; knew of her light.

No matter how hard things may seem, there is always something good coming around the corner.

I’m just trying to be okay. And some days that’s harder than others.

1. I know letting go may feel like hitting pavement but sometimes staying is like getting hit by a train you’ve seen coming for miles. 2. There are symphonies that are screaming it is going to get better. Listen to the music. 3. The most fight you’ll ever feel is from inside your heart. 4. Nostalgia is only good for telling you bedtime stories. Don’t let it tuck you in at night, don’t let it keep you warm. 5. Keep the moments that you wish could live on for a gazillion years close to your heart, never let them burn out. 6. You’ll find someone that’s not them. You’ll love again and it’ll be pure and significant in its own way. 7. They remember it all. They’ll see how much you impacted their lives much later. 8. You may hate high school, but it’s when it’s almost over that you get flashes of when you were young and passed notes with your first love in art class and had talks with teachers that really mattered and you’ll want it to slow down. Take it in, there’s good in everything. 9. Sometimes the one that was your perfect match will be the one to watch you burn. 10. What’s meant to be yours will always find its way home. 11. It’s okay to change without them. Remember that you are the main character of your story. 12. Music cures it all. 13. Telling the story of how I fell in love with you still warms me from the inside out. Teach me how to let go of you. 14. Falling out of love makes you feel like you’ll never want to do it again, but the feeling of your heart dropping when he tells you he’s wanted you all these years is worth the stab at the end. 15. You jump off the cliff hoping there won’t be daggers at the bottom, and when you’re young you think you know how much it’ll hurt. When it comes, you’ll realize you had no clue. 16. My biggest fear was not being with you. I’m becoming someone without you, and it doesn’t feel right. 17. The nicer you are, the more beautiful you become. 18. One day you’ll meet again, and it’ll be just as scary and beautiful as the first time. 19. You’ll find your person. You may not recognize them at first because they’re not as shiny as they are in the movies, but you’ll know by the calm they bring. 20. Thank God for him. 21. The boy who runs in my dreams isn’t as dishonest. He holds my hand whenever I need to feel less alone and I sit around his kitchen table and talk to his mother about poetry. She goes on to say something about how statistically people are more afraid of love than anything else and the things I don’t say- tell her all there is to know about me. That I’m afraid beyond measure of what love can do to a person. Because I spent the last two years loving someone who didn’t know anything other than tearing apart the sole purpose of my existence. The boy who runs beside me in my dreams convinces me that love isn’t always teeth and bite marks. In my dreams, my scars aren’t there because I never tasted a bitter love before. The boy in my dreams loves me enough to let me meet his mother and destroys the idea that love is what I came here to die for. 22. Maybe love stays, maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. 23. I glance off in another direction, but I always glance back at you. 24. Things that are sweet like this attract the worst kind of hungry. 25. I don’t think you’ll ever realize you changed everything for me. 26. I found faith that summer. The lips told stories I fell asleep to, the hands promised to hold on. But bliss is temporary when you pull your hands away from your eyes, and summer only lasts 3 months. 27. Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice.

he called other girls pretty. i didn’t want to be pretty; i wanted to be intelligent, i wanted to be the light in his darkness, i wanted to be the best poem he ever wrote, i wanted to be his muse, i wanted to be the best thing he’s ever had. so the other girls could be pretty, but i want to be more than pretty on the outside, i want to be beautiful on the inside

You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want.

It’s like when someone says, ‘How are you?’ Do you say, ‘Well, my head hurts and I’m lonely and depressed and I’m worried about everything and the world is collapsing and full of evil’? Or do you say, ‘I’m fine’?