July 12, 2013

• Keep on keeping on

  

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  Just because I’m leaving doesn’t mean that I’m letting you go.

  

  I don’t know I just I love you more than anything. When people told me don’t be with him, I was like you obviously don’t know him because he’s the most amazing guy I’ve ever met in my life. I never had a relationship like this; it’s so fun, it’s so everything and you’re always there and I know for my whole life that you’ll always be there. And I know that you’re the most loyal, amazing, loving everything person and I love you more than anything in the whole world.

  

  I love this spot. It’s like heaven. Right here on Earth. Maybe that’s what heaven is. Maybe we go through life collecting people and places we love, and they become our heaven.

  

  You left a huge mark on me. One you’ll never imagine. I cant even go to the movie theater without remembering all our memories we shared there together. I cant go to the park without thinking about the long days we spent just acting goofy together. I mean its gotten so bad that even when I walk onto my own porch, I still remember your face of how scared you looked when you first came over. We had some good times, and it hurts that you’re letting them go. I know I wont, but I’ll let you think I dont remember. I’ll let you think that I dont know you think about them too. I know you do, I know when you see me, or the next time you come up on my block.. you’ll remember, you’ll smile and you wont realize it. But I’ll never let you know I can tell you still feel it.

  

  Everyone has that person that they go back to. Each time, they swear it’s different, and they’re done for good. But they aren’t. They wish they were, but the thing is, they can’t be. Because that person they keep going back to, they can’t be completely happy without them.

  

  You can make of your life anything you wish. Create your own life and then go out and live it.

  

  Let’s slow dance and be the couple everyone wishes they could be. Let’s look at the stars and kiss all night long. Let’s take stupid pictures and laugh until we can’t breathe. Let’s be forever, you and me.

  

  So I kept building walls, they were getting stronger and steadier each time. It got easier to keep everyone out, It got easier to stay inside.

  

  When I think of you and me and what we shared, I know it would be easy for others to dismiss our time together as simply a by-product of the days and nights we spent by the sea, a “fling” that, in the long run, would mean absolutely nothing. That’s why I don’t tell people about us. They wouldn’t understand, and I don’t feel the need to explain simply because I know in my heart how real it was… how real this is.

  

  I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. Its the feeling that everything is all right in the world. You know that amazing feeling that you’re a whole, that you’ve got everything you want, that you aren’t missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up I get it for just a moment… It lasts for a few seconds but then I remember what happened, how nothing has been the same since.

  

  She’s been there for you since day one. You put her through a lot and she never once left you. And you took advantage of that, of everything she offered which was all that she had. The day that you realize what you had, will be the day that it won’t matter, for it will be too late. You have already lost her.

  

  We mistake sex for romance. Guys are taught that pushing a girl against a wall is romance. Sex is easy; you can do it with anyone, yourself, with batteries. Romance is when someone you like walks into a room, and they take your breath away. Romance is when two people are dancing, and they fit together perfectly. Romance is when two people are walking next to each other, and all of the sudden they find themselves holding hands, and they don’t know how that happened.

  

  People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.

  

  It’s like you hear a song on the radio, but you’ve gotta see what else is playing before you decide you actually want to listen to that song. What happens if a great song came on and you missed it though, so you flip back, but all you get is the news. It’s like going from something to nothing.

  

  I miss you, when something really good happens, you’re the first one I want to share it with. Because I miss you when something is troubling me, you’re the only one who would’ve understand. Because I miss you, when I laugh and cry, you’re the only one who could make me laugh harder and make my tears disappear. I don’t know where we went and why we grew apart, but you should know, I miss you.

  

  You asked if he was worth it. If this was worth it. I said, the thing is, the happiness that I feel when I’m with him is unlike any happiness I have ever experienced. But, the sadness that consumes me during the long periods when the happiness is gone is unlike any sadness I’ve ever had, too. it is bottomless and makes me feel hopeless and sad. And I can’t decide which one is more affecting. Can I live without the happiness; can I live with that sadness?

  

  We’re all susceptible to it, the dread and anxiety of not knowing what’s coming. It’s pointless in the end, because all the worrying and the making of plans for things that could or could not happen, it only makes things worse. So walk your dog or take a nap. Just whatever you do, stop worrying. Because the only cure for paranoia is to be here, just as you are.

  

  Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul. Without these small tests, life would be a smoothly paved, straight, flat road to nowhere; safe and comfortable, but dull and pointless.

  

  And I don’t understand by the way you look at me, why we can’t be together.

  

  I may be walking away, but the whole time I was praying you’d hold me back. You’d grab my wrist and yell in my face why I need you and how you love me. I wanted you to fight for me.

  

  Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, they serve some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson or help figure out who you are or who you want to become. You never know who these people may be, your roommate, neighbor, professor, long lost friend, lover, or even a complete stranger who, when you lock eyes with them, you know that very moment that they will affect your life in some profound way.

  

  You know what I think we are most afraid of? Not knowing. Not knowing whether it’s all really worth it. Not knowing if you should give up or keep fighting. Not knowing why you do the things you do; not knowing the purpose. It’s like when you’re little and you touch the stove and get burned, because you didn’t really know that it was hot. Not knowing has always hurt us, from the very beginning.

  

  The one thing I hate most is saying goodbye. It’s never been easy for me. I mean, how do you approach the concept of goodbye? Goodbyes are all different. Some are for a day, some are for a month. But others are forever. And the concept of forever is hard to accept. It’s like hey, I’m never going to see you again, goodbye. It doesn’t feel complete. But i think that’s what goodbyes are. They’re incomplete and you honestly don’t know how long the goodbye will last. It’s a part of life.

  

  And sometimes, things happen to you and at the time they may seem horrible, painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize that without overcoming those obstacles, you would have never realized your potential, strength, will power or heart.

  

  Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen, let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold your head up because you have every right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you either.

  

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