iLike

YOU.

Mine

i fell in love once, then i fell out.

i cried once, then i smiled.

i thought about you once, then i stopped.

i need to be rid of you so that i can feel again.

it won't be easy, it won't be fun.

i know i have to do it, for my sanity.

You don't own me anymore.

My love is free.

My love is wild.

My love is mine to give,

and I'm not giving it to you any longer.

Right now.

I shouldn't be alone with my thoughts right now.

I may think something stupid.

Silly girl.

Love isn't for you.

Words..

Words.

...Are meant to be a way for one to fully express their inner emotions, thoughts, and dreams so that others may read and weep. What happens when you can’t explain the way you feel. What happens when you can’t bring yourself to think or write what you really mean. Words cannot describe how I feel right now because I myself cannot explain it. There is much to be said but no desire to say it. Fear of the feelings that may divulge if the true words are spoken. Emotional release does not sound tempting, only terrifying. Why must everything be so complicated. To have loved and lost is better than never having loved at all is something I think is a maxim said only to make ourselves feel better about being alone. About not being able to get what you want out of fear. If only the words that are screaming in me could come out and feel the sun. Perhaps then they could shrivel up along with the rest of the past I thought I had laid to rest. No for now the fear that they may haunt me stops my breath. Stops me dead in my path towards turmoil.

Dear thoughts that cannot ever be,

be gone.

W.W.C.D.

What Would Coco Do?

Epitome of a Woman

Pink Lace.

I want to be surrounded by it.

Along with pearls