Whether it be the
most dreaded or
the most looked-forward to;
whether we’ve had good,
or bad experiences,
it will always be there to either
torture you or
please you.  

A hand-made card
may please me but
balloons, chocolates, dinner, a movie, an $80 necklace AND
the largest piece of wasted paper I mean…
card you can find
may buy you that wanted kiss or…
maybe even something a
“bit more.”

A significant other is NOT required so,
why frown upon the day?
That girl or guy you have crushed on may notice you after a
“Happy Valentines day…”
or not…
but it’s always worth a try.
The pain SHOULD ONLY last
1 day because
that’s all there is.

Take those undesirable events in your life and
HAVE FUN.
These associated red hearts may mean otherwise-
that you are ALIVE.
Anything you do is only
an expression of yourself.
Nothing more,
nothing less.

Amazing.
Absolutely. Amazing.
Feeling worried,
nervous wanting
attention. Yours.
Then relief.
“Just friends”
repeats over
and over again but
your face,
your touch,
I cannot resist.
I know you’re
playing me,
using me but
I never
never
want it to end. 

I thought that I
had no nope left for me.
I thought that from this point I
could go nowhere but down.
Whether it was a passing thought,
an idea from being drunk off of life,
it was still hope.
Unable to believe the things I was hearing,
I panicked
spewing out funny but regectful comments
without even realizing it.
I hadn’t felt these feeligns of uncertainty
for as long as i could remember but then
here I was.
Sitting, wondering,
if I wasn’t such a coward,
if I could just open myself up but
I am afraid. So afraid of
being hurt, abandoned,
left to venge for myself. 

Maybe it’s all in my head…
all made up just
to trick me.
But what if it isn’t?
What if in 2 seconds,
my not-so-perfect life
gone; just. like. that.
Denial?
No, I’m not…
of course I’m not.
That’s because I’m fine.
There’s absolutely nothing
wrong with me nothing
worrying me nothing 
you can do to make me
“better.”
What IS “better?”
Who IS “me?”
What is “feeling fine?”
I am NOT in denial…
What is life?
Going backwards in time,
you see these mistakes,
regrets you’ve made that
are erasable even though
this ink can be changed from
forever to never…
There is nothing.
Nothing to take away forever,
the regrets you maintain,
the mistakes you made
bringing you only pain.
This isn’t a game of Life.
This is reality,
the reality I can no longer understand or
bring myself to believe in…
…now what? 

An unstoppable addiction.
Once you start,
there’s no turning back.
The pleasure the
soothing feeling I
can no longer live without.

Lies, anguish, sadness realizing
there’s only me;
that’s all there’ll ever be. 

Tears, blood, depression
I am drowning under
to be forgotten, unloved, cared about by none.
[But what’s new?]

Forgotten thoughts,
lost memories,
my mind overflowing spouting
the remains of my torn soul out through those wounds that have reached the
surface. of. reality.

No guilts, no regrets, just me. 

(Source: tamasawr)

I’ll be here.
Here when you decide
to love me again.
Here when your
fucked up relationship
is more fucked up
than it already is.

I’ve taken your feelings
as my own
and now;
what do I feel for myself anymore?
Not even sorrow or
helplessness while
I sit wondering when you
will take the time
to stop by for a
“hello.” 

I’ve cared for you when you
never cared about me.
You never gave a
flying fuck
about me:
why I cried for over an hour last night;
why I dug my nails deep into my own flesh;
why I gave up liking that boy
you never bothered to hear about.
And lastly,
why I stopped talking to you,
listening to your stories,
helping you out when you asked,
letting you use me.

Here is what I have to say to you:
when you decide
I’m right,
you will be too but
until then,
fuck you. 

(Source: tamasawr)

Amazing.
Absolutely. Amazing.
Feeling worried,
nervous wanting
attention. Yours.
Relief.
“Just friends”
repeats over
and over again but
your face,
your touch,
I cannot resist.
I know you’re
playing me
using me but
I never,
never,
want it to end. 

(Source: tamasawr)

It is not the only day that will have 6 consecutive numbers. It is not a day everyone should get together. It is Veteran’s Day. A day of remembrance to honor those men that fought for us during the World War and to thank them for the freedom of our country that we have today.

So with that being said, and thank you.

“I love you.”
The saying that makes us smile,
makes us know that we will never be alone.
Three words so powerful;
begins the start of a relationship,
a marriage,
a family.

“But, I love you.”
The phrase that stops all wrongful choices being made.
We rethink our thoughts upon hearing this.
We’re reassured we will always be cared for.

“I’ve always loved you.”
Tears of joy halt the sadness.
Forgiveness is given,
apologies are made.
We’re thankful for what we have and
what we will never lose.

All of this I never wanted to hear.
Never wanted to be reminded of the
sickening, heart wrenching, stressful relationship
I never agreed to.
I never wanted to hear any of this 7 months after a breakup.

“What do I do?”
Hopeless, lost, regretful.
Feeling like,
this is all I can do,
this is my last attempt,
this is the last push I am giving for you. 

“I’ll try.”
I’ll try to get over you.
I’ll try to forget you.
I’ll try not to care.
I’ll try not to think of the memories we made; “our” past.
I’ll try not to love you anymore. 

We’ve reached the end,
THE end. 

(Source: tamasawr)

We are all human, tell me not.
2 eyes, 2 ears, a mouth and a heart.
But why?
She loves him and he loves her.
She loves her and he loves him.
What difference is there?

We all have the same rights,
receive the same recognition.
To be able to recite their vows and say “I do,”
“Till death do us apart…” 

(Source: tamasawr)