Timing plays a big part I thought I was ready Ready to start again Good thing I pulled back a little Now all that I built All the sweat & blood that I shed Bore fruit
Now we are both ready to start this journey.
They say timing plays a big role in a relationship. I never had a ton of patience when it comes to relationship, I was always in rush. I never want to be left out. She made me realize that's its okay to wait for the perfect timing. No need to rush things and eventually everything will fall into place.
I was wondering if there would be a chance you would contact me and talk about what had happened to us, that maybe we could see each other and maybe by then I’ll have what I need－closure. Maybe by that, I could find acceptance and finally say that this is the reality and I have to face it. But I know it won’t happen. I know you, you should have done it earlier, at least?
I’m still waiting for your message. I’m still holding on maybe we could work this time again or maybe we could sort this out but I know that the more I try to connect with you, the more painful it could be since you already cut me off from your life and I don’t want to become selfish to your decision. To be honest, everything is still not clear to me. Maybe because I didn’t get the answers I deserve, that I still lack your explanations to the point I’m wanting to see you so we could settle this out, and maybe by that I could finally have the courage to say my last goodbye. I’m wanting to see you－ to make sure you’re okay, to hug you for one last time, and to tell you I’m thankful for everything.
Maybe we could see each other again, for the last time. And maybe by that, I would finally feel the freedom and assurance that it’s over.
i refuse to evaporate into thin air. my being is powerful enough to condense into dense clouds, drooping with the weight of fervour in the heavens above. i rain down with the intense energy of an Elysian poet and i promise you i will flood everything.
In my first and final year Of higher education At a party of familiarity I did not aspire to find my limits And yet I exceeded them And lay in a whirlwind, At the night's close, Which ****** the air from my lungs As I forgot how to breathe
Avaricious sirens bore down and Led me to water Hooked into my veins So I couldn't refuse to drink And a doctor told me That there were always better options Than drinking myself away Naturally, I grinned and laughed As if the very idea were preposterous And yet, couldn't look him in the eyes "Trust me," I assured the man "That isn't the plan"
No, The truth is I never had a plan No grand scheme To end my suffering I just slowly taught myself Not to to take care To cut myself off From my lifelines So that when I did finally find my limit I wouldn't have far to jump
...but, truthfully I never wanted to jump I wanted some calamitous wind In the form of a stranger To come along and push
Yet, against all odds For reasons I cannot discern I've found Those who wander into my life Don't push, but pull Pull me down from that precipice Sometimes on accident, or With intent Of saving a life But no matter how grateful I am To be held and reassured I always find myself back Overlooking the sea of my past mistakes Ready to drown myself In the towering waves of regret
I wish I could find life worth living On my own For myself But, I find myself living for them Those who hang on to me Keeping me balanced Keeping me From finding my limits And for now that's enough That's enough
He loves her even on her darkest days. His tight embrace shows her that flowers can still bloom even under the rain falling from a threatening storm, and even under the pale light of the moon. His kisses remind her that even wildflowers blossom on a desert floor. His words assure her that she is not alone. This is how he shows her that he loves her more.