Monday, November 8, 2010

Sometimes a broken heart is a happy heart




Wittily uttered,through lives,.I'm hoping from a big fat nothing toward a skinny skim something. becoming gay for glee. hallucinated .

on the array of my life, i rummage my sealed heart to find the meaning of love. without any secondly hesitation, i know how to wait quietly, i know how to fake smile and i know how to manage a good laugh. to be exact, im running away from being too dependent and broken


sometimes it's comely and unburden some , other times it will be a rough walks with its up and downs, turns and twists..however somehow,it reminds me why to stay alive and it even give me the glimpse of heaven

yes,..when I bite off more than I can chew.,through this all,there is no doubt. I eat it up and spit it out. Face it all and I stand tall, and I do it my way. I set him free because I love him. and because I love him,I lock myself up. Hoping him to release me.


"The worst pain in the world is knowing that he meant everything to you but you meant nothing to him. But, life goes on once you realize your own strength inside of you: the strength to realize that saying goodbye doesn't mean that you don't love the person anymore or that you don't want to keep them in your life. It doesn't mean you're weak. It means that you've the strength to let go and live your life to the fullest because you've learned that life really is good. You are strong and can only be as happy as you choose."
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