Some things are inevitable

Life is about trusting your feelings and taking chances, losing and finding happiness.
Appreciating the memories and learning from the pain and realizing that people always change.

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Change of heart

Easy come, Easy go
That’s just how you live oh
Take, take, take it all
But you never give

Should have known
You was trouble
From the first kiss
Had your eyes wide open
Why were they open?

Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash,
Tossed it in the trash you did

To give me all your love
Is all I ever asked
But what you don’t understand is

I’d catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya
Oh, oh
I would go through all this pain,
Take a bullet straight through my brain,
Yes, I would die for ya baby
But you won’t do the same

No, no, no, no
Black, black, black and blue
Beat me till I’m numb
Tell the devil I said “hey” when you get back to where you’re from
Mad woman, bad woman,
That’s just what you are, yeah,
You’ll smile in my face then
Rip the brakes out my car

Gave you all I had
And you tossed it in the trash
You tossed it in the trash, yes you did
To give me all your love
Is all I ever asked
Cause what you don’t understand is

I’d catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya
Oh, oh
I would go through all this pain,
Take a bullet straight through my brain,
Yes, I would die for ya baby
But you won’t do the same

If my body was on fire, ooh
You’ d watch me burn down in flames
You said you loved me you’re a liar
Cause you never, ever, ever did baby…

But darling I’ll still catch a grenade for ya
Throw my hand on a blade for ya
I’d jump in front of a train for ya
You know I’d do anything for ya
Oh, oh
I would go through all this pain,
Take a bullet straight through my brain,
Yes, I would die for ya baby
But you won’t do the same.

No, you won’t do the same,
You wouldn’t do the same,
Ooh, you’ll never do the same,
No, no, no, no

 — Bruno Mars - Grenade

Have a little faith

When we were little, life worked perfectly. No matter what happened, everything
turned out alright in the end. Scraped knees, canceled play dates, dropped
ice cream cones— we would cry for a short time, but by the end of the day,
everything would be perfect. And now as we’ve grown older, we’ve lost the
faith as we stumble through each day, crying over broken hearts,
lost friendships, and lost dreams. It seems like life and perfection have
turned their backs on us, but really its just that we’ve grown up.
As children we didn’t pay attention to such details about our daily lives,
but now we are more aware, and little details seem to be amplifying our
pain. But just remember that when we were younger, life was hard too, but
we had faith in perfection because we could look past faults. So don’t
lose your faith. Learn to know that each day will pass, each heartache will
be mended, and everything will be perfect in the end.

Walk with your head held high

Everyone’s heartbroken nowadays, but I mean, we all just gotta move on.
What’s the point of reminiscing

when you know the person is no longer worth while;
when they’re no longer who they used to be? When their

heart is somewhere else? Do you think they still care for you,
still sit there thinking about you?

Because frankly, they don’t.

Blessing in disguise

While you can’t leave it behind, you can look at the events of
your past from a new point of view. Turn them around.
See all the angles. Consider it your second chance.
Second chances do come your way. Like trains, they arrive
and depart regularly. Recognizing the ones that matter is the trick.

— Jill A. Davis

The memories remain

Buildings crumble. People die. Friends move away. But your memory of them will always stand. And they will be as real there, inside you,
as they were when they were standing next to you.

Your memories are real. They are the dreams of the past. And they will live with you always.

- I Wrote This For You

In a crowded place, my eyes will always search for you

You disappear with all your good intentions
And all I am is all I could not mention
Like who will bring me flowers when it’s over
And who will give me comfort when it’s cold

She took a plane to somewhere out in space
To start a life and maybe change the world
See I never meant for you to have to crawl
No I never meant to let you go at all

Don’t ever say goodbye


See my head aches from all this thinkin’
Feels like a ship God, God knows I’m sinkin’
Wonder what you do and where it is you stay
These questions like a whirlwind, they carry me away

Who will bring me flowers when it’s over
And who will give me comfort when it’s cold
Who will I belong to when the day just won’t give in
And who will tell me how it ends and how it all begins

Don’t ever say goodbye

I’m only human
I’m only human
I’m only human

—Thriving Ivory - Flowers for a ghost

A letter to YOU

Dear Savannah,
the good news is
we’ve been sent somewhere new.

Although l can’t tell you
where that is either.

The bad news is, this place actually
makes me miss the old place.

But it’s a full moon here tonight,
which makes me think of you.

Because l know that no matter what
I’m doing, no matter where l am,

this moon will always be
the same size as yours.

Half a world away.

 

Dear John The Movie - Novel by Nicholas Spark

Under one sky

Remember when we lay in the park the whole day staring at the clouds, telling each other what and who we saw? I felt so close to you then. Part of me knew what you had to do and where you had to go but in that moment… I’d have given anything to stop you. I still stare at the sky at least once a day. Hoping that one day, I’ll see you again.

— I wrote this for you

When love becomes a memory

We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, and hour, an afternoon. But that doesn’t diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives.