Rivers

Rivers run wide and deep be careful how you cross or you'll get your feet wet.

 

Sometimes people are rivers. They are constantly changing and taking the path of lest resistance. When you meet someone new its like coming to river. You can turn away and leave the person or you can float right over them, not really taking any interest in their problems, or you can get your feet wet. I'm not saying you should drown in their problems but perhaps you can learn to love the cold water that are their problems. By helping them you may very well find you are also helping yourself. Will you remember the river you floated across or will you remember the river you found love in. Your feet may be wet and your face be wet from tears of joy and happiness, but will you be a better person for dipping your feet in the river. 

There are no happy endings

I'm sure that title made you think I have totally lost it, but I promise I am perfectly sane. Well maybe just a little insane. Well,  anyways I realized that I don't want a happy ending, nor do I want a sad one. Because an ending in and of its self is sad. I think that we all need a happy progression. I want to eat sour fruit, so that the sweet is that much sweeter. I want to laugh and to cry. I want to make people happy, and I'm sure someone else will do the job of making them sad.

Well back to what I said before, there are no happy endings, because life won't just end. Life will go on and it won't end on a high note just as it won't end on a low. I is a constant song of low and high notes that create music. Maybe my song has been just a little sad but that doesn't mean it will stay that way forever. 

Time

Well its time for me to pick up my life and move on. Oh well I guess it "was" time because I already moved on, or maybe the time is now and I just moved on early. Hmmm well that's complicated. Life is moving on with or without me. So I decided to move with it. Time waits for no man. I will not forget, but I will not dwell on it. It's time.

Forgotten

The words that I love have disappeared, they have forgotten me. I am now left alone to try and make things right, but how can I make things right when I don't know what went wrong in the first place. How can I be loved when I don't even love myself.

People say I am holding back. Well how bad do you want to know what I am holding back, and what are you willing to do to find out.

End of a chapter

Its been so long since I last wrote. If you are just beginning reading my blog I would suggest you start from the beginning and read from there. We any ways I should explain myself. So here it is, I will no longer be writing about the mysterious beautiful girl I have been writing about.  I have been told many times that my blog is sad, so I will try to save you the pain. All I have is one last letter to her. This will end this chapter of my blog. It has taken weeks to write and now I will share it. 

Dear you,

This is my last letter to you, for now. I used to wonder if life was a dream because it was just so wonderful because I knew you. The sky was more shades of blue when you were around, the sun was always brighter, and I was always happier when you would smile at me (though I would never show it). I would find myself always wanting you to be happy because you brought so much joy and light into my life, from the day I met you. You brought light into a dark place. You gave me so much without me even realizing.

I would say the world was perfect when you were around, but it wasn't, and I wouldn't want it to be. Because how would I know happiness without a little pain. You showed me happiness, and I provided the pain in my life. You aren't perfect but I never wanted someone someone who was perfect, I wanted you. If you were to change yourself for someone then you wouldn't be you anymore, I am in love with you, not someone else.

I already know you do not share how I feel, so that is why this is the last post about love. All I wanted to say is that I don't know if I will ever stop loving you, but I will leave you alone. Well never truly alone I will always be there (just not with chocolate and roses). So I guess this is good bye for now. See ya soon, well maybe. I am ending this chapter in my life, I will no longer be writing about you. Just thinking about you. I never wanted anything from you, I just want you to be happy. So long be safe, and most of all be happy. Remember that all that pain will help you to be happier the next day.

   With a one sided love,

         The Cast Away       

More Questions

Someone told me to ask some of these questions, so I added some to make it more interesting. If you are reading this blog feel free to answer any or all of these questions. Write a comment or post a link to your own blog. Or just answer them to yourself. It will be fun.... Maybe.

1. If you were told you had six months left to live and someone handed you a million bucks, what would you do?
2. What do you want to be when you grow up?
3. How old do you consider yourself to be? (body & soul)
4. Who means most to you in the world? 
5. Do you believe in God?
6. What's your favorite color and why?
7. Tell me a song that brings back a lot of memories.
8. Tell me a song that changed your life.
9. Tell me about something you love to do and why you love to do it.
10. Tell me a joke.
11. How do you want to be remembered as a person?
12. Why do you read my blog?
13. Why are you here, on this earth?
14. What type of art do you love? (dancing, singing, painting, just any art)
15. What do you love about yourself?
16. What do you love about other people? 
17. Why do want to be loved?
18. What makes you sad?
19. What are some things that bring you Joy?
20. What would you do to make the world a better place?

Here we go again.

Yeah I know you are quite sick of me talking about...... you know who (the good attractive one, not the one without a nose), but here is some more. Well I have learned my lesson ( not really). I stopped loving her (well that's a lie). I am completely OK (who doesn't say that, really). Well lets see hmm I am going crazy. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting a different result. I love her the same way every day, but there is no love for me. No, she does love me but not like I love her.
Someone once told me my blog was sad. I just want to say I am sorry. We all have enough pain in our lives.