storiofmylife

Hello all you lovely and beautiful people! This post is about an amazing movement a close friend of mine has started called The Fierce Love. It's an inspiring and easy way to let someone know they are loved. As someone who has suffered from bad days, heartbreaks, and loss; I know what it's like to feel sad and depressed. No one should ever have to feel alone when all that could make them feel better is a little note telling them they are beautiful or smart. 

Earlier this week, I was taking care of the 13 year old boy I nanny. I was driving him home, when he said, "I'm gay-aphobic." It took me a few moments to process what he meant. When I asked why he told me he didn't really know and that he just felt it was weird. He then told me about how there is a homosexual boy in his class who is very mean to other people. I told him that just because someone, who is different than you, is mean; doesn't mean they all are. Everyone is different. Thinking back now, I realized that the way he is raised influences his views. Also because he doesn't understand something he believes it is wrong. I don't know if it's because he goes to a catholic school, or grows up in an upper-class world, but it made me realize that the children growing up now should learn about issues such as this. It's not his fault he doesn't understand, he just hasn't been given the tools to do so. Children can understand things that are going on in the world. It's not always that someone truly doesn't support something, sometimes its because they don't understand. Just felt like I should share this story with everyone. The Fierce Love 

You left.
No longer will I see your honey stained eyes
Or your pale peach skin that never seemed to tan
The Oceans betray us and force us apart.
The Distance laughs at our fears.
But you hold onto the frayed rope
I can't help but grasp
That tiny glimmer of hope.
My love's past has become weaker with time
No more shall it constrain feelings in.
Your force has purged the pain.

You are my words
Pouring from my heart,
Smeared on the page.
Waiting to be read.
To be heard.
You are my words
Pouring from my heart.

Shutting The Door

The fights lost their meaning
When I lost hope
Everything that made me happy
I resented
My heart was broken
Never to be repaired
Then locked away in denial
I just want to forget it all
I need that one person to fix it all

It's you who refuses to see
At least I know the truth
What you say only makes me stronger

My tears have all dried up
And the sun has began to rise
My hate is sailing out to sea
Because I know who I am
And what I can be
There will be no need to hide my scars
Too many days of pretending they don't exist
I shut one door
And opened many more

That ache. It isn't there.
I don't have the heartache of lovers.
I'm not crying myself to sleep.
I don't think of you fondly.
My heart does not wish you were there
My mind does not think of you always.
I don't want you back.
My breath doesn't run when I see or think of you.
I don't want you.
You don't mean the world to me
You never did. You were there. Once.
But you are not the one I once loved.
I have no need to heal. No need for comfort.
I don't need to move on when there was nothing there.
There is no pain. No sorrow. Just nothing.
Simple nothing.
You can try and analyze and put meaning into my words.
But it won't be there.
The love was never there. No passion. Simple care.
The common care I give a friend.
But then you never were a friend either.
So if you think you see a light in my eyes
You are misguided.
The ache you feel
It isn't in me.

You make me...
Wait by the phone
And glance at it every few seconds

You make me...
Wonder if you're thinking of me

You make me...
So afraid to fall

You make me...
Do all the things I don't want

But I'd do them for you.

When I wake up I know that today probably won't be any better. I can only hope. And if that day comes when I won't feel so horrible, then waking up, abd going through another day will be worth it.

Congratulations
You got your wish
I'm out of your life
You made your choice
When you let me walk away
So tell me....
How does it feel to be all alone?