Just a little late, you found me.

People only live off of the bad things they hear about you, no one wants to hear how smart or pretty you are they just want to hear what a failure you are….live up to what you’ve done and just be yourself because millions of people would just kill to see you fall

Yeah you’re worth the trouble and you’re worth the pain,
and you’re worth the worry, I would do the same.
If we all went back to another time, I will love you over. I will love you.


My greatest fear in life is to not have a big enough
impact on someone’s life to always be remembered.

I can’t recall the summer breeze
Whispers through the apple trees
And I forget the songs I knew
I just remember you.

“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.”

Never take someone for granted.
Hold every person close to your heart
cause you might wake up one day
& realize that you’ve lost a diamond
while you were too busy collecting stones.

  Break up, break down. Drunk up, fool around. Meet one guy, then another, fuck around. Forget the one and only. Then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after two years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one, until that one is gone as well. There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover any more from another break-up. And even if this person bugs you sixty percent of the time, well you still can’t live without him. And even if he wakes you up every day by sneezing right in your face, well you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses.

“I knew that I had come face to face with someone whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.”

It never makes sense while you’re living it.
It’s only when you look back

But I can feel the tension just as much as you can. I know how to hide my feelings from your piercing stare, and no matter what you think, I still miss you.

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I’d rather fall myself then let you drag me on down.

Your eyes don’t look so innocent anymore.
Your smile not so true.
Bring me back to where it began with you.

After all I’ve been through, I’d still pick falling madly in love over never getting close enough to get your heart broken. It seems crazy when I look back on all the hurt I’ve been through, but nothing has ever been so worth it. I’d rather feel the strongest of two emotions: love & pain, than feel neither at all.

I’m not saying I’m battered & bruised, but I might as well be with the words you used.


It’s too late for you to just pick up where you left off.
Too late for you to be outside my door on your knees.
Don’t even go there. Don’t beg or plead.
I’ll be just fine, you’ll see.

everybody knows they’re going to die
but nobody believes it. if we did, we would do things differently

What the hell am I supposed to do? You only wanted the things I could not give to you.

You are the light up ahead at the end of the road. When I look in
your eyes, it feels like I’m home. I need this night. Yes it’s late,
but the morning will come. As you fall fast asleep with your head on my
chest, I watch you breathe in and out as you’re finding your rest. I
need this night. Yes it’s late, but the morning will come.

I can’t do everything,
but I’ll do anything for you.

When you left, you took everything.

I tried my best to believe what you said. I read the books, I went to bed, and I still woke up again. Is there some flaw in forever?
Must be because when we’re together. The sky, it’s bright for a while,
then it fades. Lucky me I’ve got three hours left. Lucky me I’ve got
this heart in my chest. Lucky me I’ve got this four leaf clover. Look
at me, I can tie my own shoes. Look at me, I lie just as good as you.
Whenever I please. So please spare me the consequence, just leave the
note on the steps. You don’t have to read what you already know.

And so I fell. And I fell forever and so quickly at the same
time, daydreaming whole novellas in the half a second it took me to
fall, yet for one reason or another I never hit the ground. I landed in
the arms of all those I had ever loved, of those who had slipped gently
into my life and seemed to fit so perfectly. Looking around, I realized
that there was always someone there to catch me, one of those glorious
souls with a story to tell, those beautiful folk who have made an
impact in my life, and it occurred to me that in this crazy world none
of us really ever hit the ground. We can fall, spinning through space
like mad cosmic Frisbees, but in the end there will always be someone
to complete our grand finale. And we will spin wildly right into their
arms.

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two wrongs don’t make a right, but they make us even.

i return to you like i always do.
when i close my eyes i think of you.

   we do not get unlimited chances to have the things we want
& for this i know that there is nothing worse
than missing an opportunity that could have changed your life.

I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly
possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn’t know you
had inside you. And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get, or
gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your
girlfriends… you still go to bed every night going over every detail
and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And
how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were
that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see
the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long
all that may be, you’ll go somewhere new. And you’ll meet people who
make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will
finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life
that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade.

if that’s what it takes, i’ll do it everyday now.
still, for your smile, i’d run another mile.
barefoot & bruised, & laughing all the while.

i kind of hope you choke on your words.
& i kind of hope you get what you deserve.

I remember a time, a place, a particular fourth of July, the
things that happened in that decade of war and change. I remember a
house like a lot of houses, a yard like a lot of yards, on a street
like a lot of other streets. I remember how hard it was growing up
among people and places I loved. Most of all, I remember how hard it
was to leave. And the thing is, after all these years I still look back
in wonder.

each night, it ends too soon.
you don’t hold me like you used to.
& your eyes look like they’ve seen too much.
because it’s always some excuse.
this time i fear i’m losing you.

There are some things you can’t bring yourself to leave,
& those are the things that leave you.

Did you leave something behind? It looked like nothing at the
time. Now you fear that it’s too late. They just can’t believe that
there is nothing between you and me. I’d rather plead the 5th than talk
about the girl you’re still in love with. But I don’t know what I was
expecting to find. Am I losing my mind or just biding my time?

I have a lot more patience for others than I have for myself,
and I’m much better at bringing out the best in others than in myself.
That’s just the kind of person I am. I’m the scratchy stuff on the side
of the matchbox. But that’s fine with me. I don’t mind at all. Better
to be a first-class matchbox than a second-class match.

I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower, makes you
talk a little lower about the things you could not show her. And it’s
been a long December and there’s reason to believe maybe this year will
be better than the last.

And I’m here to tell you that whatever you say, I’m not going to
change my mind about you. Okay, maybe I’ll change my mind, but I’m not
going to stop, you know, loving you.’ I paused and wondered if that
were true. I had never stopped loving anyone. I wasn’t sure it was
possible. I had stopped having crushes on people before, but that was
different. Love felt like a thing you couldn’t change.

sometimes i wonder what i’d say to you
if you suddenly walked back into my life again.
i wonder what i’d say to you after all this time.
after you broke my heart & left.
but most of all, i wonder what you would say to me.

i will head out alone & hope for the best.
& we can hang our heads down as we skip the goodbyes.

.
you turned out to be more than i bargained for
& i can tell that we both just need to get away.
forgive me, if i admit, that i’d love to love you,
but i’m afraid we’ll both realize it when it gets too late.

if you keep taking steps backwards,
the past is bound to repeat itself.

no, i don’t believe anything you say at all,
because you did everything you could
to make sure that i would fall.
so, me? i’m on the ground.
& you? you’re out the door.

A year’s gone by since these streets were covered in white. Have
you ever thought of me since that cold winter night? And I hope it hurt
for you half as much as it’s hurt for me. I’ve never made you promises
I didn’t mean to keep.

you’re so good at taking your time to get back at me.
i will wait for you forever if you would just ask me.
i thought that i could change you, but you changed me.
it doesn’t feel right holding someone else’s hand.

Why’d you have to wait? Where were you?Just a little late, you found me.

“Strange, isn’t it? Each man’s life touches so many other lives.
When he isn’t around he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?”

“Hell, I’ve always been old Ben. You know what though? I don’t
mind. I mean if my muscles ache, it’s because I’ve used them. It’s hard
for me to walk up them steps now, it’s ’cause I walked up ’em every
night to lay next to a man who loved me. I got a few wrinkles here and
there, but I’ve laid under thousands of skies with sunny days. I look
and feel this way well ’cause I drank and I smoked, I lived and I
loved, danced, sang, sweat and screwed my way through a pretty damn
good life if you ask me. Getting old ain’t bad Ben, getting old, that’s
earned.”

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You do what you want, cause I’m not what you wanted.

I should have known that we’d never get anywhere. You can’t fall in
love when you’re falling apart. And you can’t make amends if you’re
only making mistakes. Empty words can’t fix a broken heart.

Well, I guess that
it’s typical to cling to memories you’ll never get back again. And to
sort through old photographs of a summer long ago, or a friend that you
used to know, and there below his frozen face where you wrote the name
and that ancient date, that ancient date, and you can’t believe that
he’s really gone. When all that’s left is a fucking song.

I don’t have as much time as I need to see everything, but that is what makes it so special.

Lately I’ve been
wishing I had one desire, something that would make me never want
another. Something that would make it so that nothing matters. All
would be clear then. But I guess I’ll have to settle for a few brief
moments, and watch it all dissolve into a single second. Try to write
it down into a perfect sonnet, or one foolish line.

I’m sorry about the
phone call and needing you. Some decisions you don’t make.
I guess it’s
just like breathing but not wanting to. There are some things you can’t
fake.

It’s
weird because you can see the cruelest part and then you can see the
most beautiful part and you can go from one extreme to the next, but
you can’t have one without the other. The cruel part is damn cruel, but
the heaven.. it’s heaven, and I’ve been to both places.

you lose a friend in the end for every dream that you see come true.

  

When you drop a glass or a plate to the ground, it
makes a loud crashing sound. When a window shatters, a table leg
breaks, or when a picture falls off the wall, it makes a noise. But as
for your heart, when that breaks, it’s completely silent. You would
think as it’s so important it would make the loudest noise in the whole
world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a
symbol or the ringing of a bell. But it’s silent and you almost wish
there was a noise to distract you from the pain.–Cecelia Ahern

Saying goodbye is the hardest thing to say to someone who means the world to you,
 especially when goodbye isn’t what you want

Men are
haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our
actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long
after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how
fiercely we loved?

I’ll tell you
a secret. Something they don’t teach you in your temple. The Gods envy
us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment might be our
last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never
be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

This is your life. Right now. It doesn’t wait for you to get back on your feet.

“you have to forget about what other
         people say , when you’re suppose
         to die , or when you’re supposed to
         be loving. You have to forget about
         these things.You have to go on and
         be crazy. Craziness is like heaven.”
–Jimi Hendrix

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Love is more than 3 words mumbled before bedtime.

For all sad words of tongue and pen,
the saddest are these, “It might have been.”

I think it’s time I let you go. And that’s so hard to do because some
part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But the
daydreaming, the running in place, it’s not healthy. So this is me,
cutting the cord. This is me doing what I should have done eight months
ago: Saying goodbye.

Was there a second of time that I looked around?

Did I sail through or drop my anchor down

Was anything enough to kiss the ground?

And say I’m here now and she’s here now
Clarity- John Mayer

There’s comfort in knowing the truth, even when it hurts


Beautiful things come out of horrible situations.
I know for a fact. Out of sadness you get a new found wisdom on how the
world can look with a haze of gray clouds, how people can be senseless,
how you can see the whole universe in a whole new way. And that may be
hard to handle, hard to cope, hard to accept, but it is so damn
beautiful  if you really take the chance to realize. Out of anger, you
can feel your heart beat race, with every beat it is shaking your whole
being and not only the heavy steps you take. It is when you, your whole
self and some power is telling you that you are alive. And that is
amazing in every angle. Out of anything there is something in there
that makes it incredible. Something that makes it shine. Whatever you
feel is potent and it is such a blessing to be able to feel what you
feel. You just have to think about it.

The trouble is that you think you have time.


That’s the thing about moving on, the names all wrong. If you ever accually wanted to ‘move-on’ well you never really can. Infact, telling yourself that you are moving on seems to make it worse. In time, and only with time, you replace the memories with new ones. You find new people to wonder about. & Soon you find that those you needed to move on from are never really gone, they just seem to fade.

you may think you’ll ”never” get over it.
but you also thought it would last “forever”.



Do you ever
think about someone, an old friend or an ex, and wonder what they are
doing right now, at the exact moment. It seems so strange that at this
point in time they are accually somewhere, whether its down the street
or across the world. I wish I knew if they were happy, and
that they knew that if they were infact quite terrible. Well, I was always just a
phone call away.

These are the days we will remember,
these are the times that won’t come again.
The highest of flames becomes an ember,
& you gotta live it while you can.

When
exactly we go from kids to people, I’m not certain. I do know that it’s
not about turning a certain age or graduating from high school – it
happens when you’re not paying attention. We go from playing with our
friends to playing with our friends feelings. Without our knowledge or
consent, childhood slips away into the night and our innocence escapes
us and we wake up one morning to find that we have become who we are.

we’re living on borrowed time and if you don’t put
your heart out there on the line, you’re never really living at all.

My dress was so pretty, the city was lovely.
I spun around in circles feeling the wind in my hair,
I smiled, but couldn’t help but wish you were there.

You said you meant it,
That ‘there’s a piece of me in every single second of every single day’,
but if it’s true then tell me how we got this way.

How come we’re never happy? It was, I decided, a legitimate question.
How come humans, with all their ways to make life easier, were never
content? It was as if perfect happiness did not exist. Even now, as the
warmth suffocated me and the cold froze me, I was proving it to myself.
Just when I wanted something the most, I received it, only to realize
that I had never really wanted it in the first place.

I guess I’m feelin just a little tired of this,
and all the baggage that seems to still exist.
Seems the only blessing I have left to my name
is not knowing what we could of been, what we should of been.
 

I’m doing things the old me would have never done.
Who am I? Or better yet, who was I?

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