There are two sides of life as I've found one based on work and one based on love. But as people never say there is a third side of life. The hell or purgatory of choosing between the side of work v.s. the side of love. I've tried asking for help only to be forsaken by the two sides of life

Some people always criticize others for trying to make the world a better place for trying to make sacrifices the people who look like the judge don't know what it's like to lose you don't know what it's like to have something you love ripped away from you they don't know what it's like to make the ultimate sacrifice

I remember first seeing her standing there talking to her friend. I was stunned frozen in place as if time its self stopped. However meeting her lead to a path of pain I didn’t want to cause her. I remember all her tears I saw running down her face plain as day as I broke her heart. Certain songs hair styles flowers scents all remind me of her. I’d take it all back just to see her one more time. However then the loneliness hits and I’m left sitting here alone with the first mistake I made

Together we will create a home with no loud anger no explosive rage no slamming doors or breaking glass. No punched holes in walls until the foundation cracks and breaks. Our home will be gentle and warm comforting and safe. There will be no fear pain hurt or sadness. We both come from two different pasts but we can break the cycle of the past and change for the cycle of the future