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K Jul 13
I'm not what I thought I would be in your life or you in mine, so I settled for the at least "let's be friends", but in the middle of it, without consciously wanting it, I was hoping, waiting for something to happen between us, you know, in a romantic way. I filled my head with the idea that maybe you would realize some time in the near near future, that I was the one you wanted to be with, so I decided to stay, waiting, waiting for you to change your mind about me.

It was really me the one that didn't realize that you didn't want me, at least not the way I wanted to. For a while it was hard to even look at you, the days I didn't get to see you passed by just fine, but just when I thought I was okay, I saw you again and I couldn't help but feel angry or sad. It was hard to see you and just stop feeling what I was feeling.

I see now that things could've been different if I knew from the beginning that the way you treated me was not because of me, but because that's just who you were, who you are. You came in a time when I wanted something from someone, and you were there and I was here and I just thought you could be that person.

It was nice to think for a moment that someone I liked may like me back.
K Jul 13
What I've learned from moving from place to place is that time goes by fast, you gotta enjoy what you have and who you are with, because things change and who knows what the future holds, an accident can happen or someone could die or even I could die. I don't want to live a life full of "what if's" and regrets, do you? Always keep in mind nothing remains the same.
K Jul 13
Every once in a while, someone comes to your life and makes you wonder how come you didn't meet sooner, that's you in my life.

You are a very special person to me because you don't doubt twice to share with me the good that's in your life, you make me part of it. What I think you find hard is to share the bad, and sometimes that makes me feel that you don't let me truly be your friend, like I want to be there for you but you don't let me, also makes me wonder if I have been a true friend to you. I love you with my heart, so who could possibly judge someone they love with their heart? With all this I don't mean you have to tell me everything, like we said the other day, we don't even have to talk, we could just exist together.

Not everyone gets to share the music, the singing, the improvised phone calls, the laughs but also the hard times like you and I do.

I can't wait to see how our lives will turn out, hopefully us being happy, not together like in a romantic way or anything, but each of us on our own right way, but always on each others lives.
K Jul 13
If you wait too much time, whatever words you say won't matter anymore because that person didn't hear them when he/she needed to. They won't mean anything.

It's understandable that time may have helped you feel or think different than the way you used to, so the words finally came to you... just don't wait too much to say them, because time will also help that person feel or think different.
K Jan 19
I don't know, and it's okay.
Because, what's the point of knowing it all?
There wouldn't be such things as discovery and amazement, and those are some pretty good things about life.
  Oct 2018 K
Like an old friend inviting you to come inside.
Familiar. Comforting.
It will grasp you in its arms and hold you close;
And when you're ready to leave, it wont let you go.
You will beg and plead to be happy,
and it will put up a fight.
It will make you think that the only way to escape it is to take your own life.
If you are lucky, you can break free;
and it will sit and watch you from afar.
Calling your name.
Welcoming you back into it's arms.
It will intrude your thoughts.
Make you think you are worthless.
That you're better off dead.
Just keep telling yourself that it's all in your head.
Keep moving. You will get far.
Depression is not who you are.
DISCLAIMER: This is only from my personal point of view and how my battle with depression has been. Even though I am trying to recover, the battle gets very difficult for me sometimes and I have to remind myself that I am not my mental illness. My mental illness does not define me.
  Sep 2018 K
Don't tell me I'm pretty
Tell me that I'm passionate
That I have drive
Tell me that I make you laugh
That I know how to make your day better
Don't tell me I seem nice
Tell me that I'm kind and compassionate
Tell me that I'm not afraid to dream and to dream big
Don't tell me I'm perfect
Tell me the you love me despite my flaws
That you want to spend the rest of your life with me
Don't tell me I'm beautiful
Tell me that you'll be faithful and forever true
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