This is for the broken hearted.

I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don’t want to laugh, because you know it’s not going to help, but you don’t want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it’s falling apart too. You don’t think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them.

That’s the confusing part, you don’t know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you’re getting happy again, but you know inside that you’re just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you’re back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can’t help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn’t happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different.



They don’t know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you’ve had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you’re to the point where you don’t care who see’s. Because you’ve spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it’s not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going.

Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, “It will be okay…” But you know it won’t. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You’re still hurt, but you’ve learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay.

So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don’t hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this…

HIDDEN MEANINGS OF KISS

Learn the wonderful language of kiss. Like subtle body language, kisses, and their placement also carry different meaning. Get educated on the subject of kiss by knowing its subtle message that it carries.

Kiss on the hand - I adore you.

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Kiss on the cheek - I just want to be friends.

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Kiss on the neck - I want you.

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Kiss on the lips - I love you.

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Kiss on the ears - Let's have some fun.

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Kiss on the nose - Let's get silly.

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Kiss anywhere else - You're the best.

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I WANT TO LET YOU GO

i keep telling myself i'm letting you go....but i can't....

what i want is for me to let go.... to let you go....thinking of it now makes me wanna cry and i can feel the pain in my heart....i guess i'm just prolonging it to keep me from the heartaches...but i'm such a fool that i can evade it....

and i guess telling it over and over will eventually make me let you go....


....fade out....

BEHIND THE MASK

Everyone I know seem to have their happily ever after and I am happy for them, I truly am; but I can't hide the fact that when I go home and face the four walls of my room, sadness fills me in. I envy their happiness, their faces radiate the joy of loving and being loved back.....I see them and how I wish I would someday be like them. Everybody seem to get everything they needed except for me....everybody moves on, and I am still here wallowing in pain. I do my best to stay positive but when you see that everyone around you are happily inlove, you can't help but pity yourself. And the most depressing thing is that everbody wants to go home, I am trying to look like I am excited about it but who am I kidding? I may fool them but I know deep inside that I am lying because the truth is....I am so scared to go home.....scared to see that the people who hurt me are so happy and I am not......that even if they did what everbody regarded as morally wrong, at the end they are really happy which made them actually right. As I imagine myself going back home, I could vividly see and feel how scared I am, and I don't trust myself that I would do the right thing if I were to face reality. I just hope that someday, I could let everything go and that I would be brave enough to face my fears so that someday I could also have my happily ever after.

HE WHO HAS TOUCHED MY LIFE

Here's to you, my friend. The friend who has completely touched my life.Both in a bad way.. and kinda good way. The friend who has been there, and then wasn't there. Ever since I wanted you to like me too. But then you dropped out of nowhere.. but into my life again.

I really like you and, it hurts to know that you don't feel the same way about me. I've been there for you. Even when you decided to walk out of my life one day. I tell you that I like you.. and you completely freak out.

Who do I like? You or your younger self. That's a hard question. And I may not really know the answer.

But, I think that I love you. All of you. That boy that I called my friend. Who walked out of my life.. didn't bother to tell me where he was going. The boy that I cried over for many months. Wondering what could've happened to you.. and then finding out that you might be dead. But then I also like the boy who I have come to know. The one I couldn't wait for a text message from. Staying up to 12,. just to hear your voice. You tell me that you miss me, and that you've thought about me all the time.. but then we fight and you say pretty mean things.

I'm not going to be the girl who waits around forever.. It sucks to think this and, even type this out. But one day, you'll wake and realize what you had. By then I will have moved on.

I will get over you.. one day. I want so much just to forget you. To look at you as a stranger that has never seen your face before. Until then, all I can do is hold on to this heart ache til it slips away.

So here's to you my friend. No need to pray for forgiveness. I'm gone.