Still my heart and hold my tongue I feel my time My time has come Let me in Unlock the door I never felt this way before
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shea beth
Love. what a complicated word. It's the type of word you don't understand unless you're willing to dig deep. but no matter how deep i dig, i never get quite deep enough. love always seems to elude me.
Little by little, you learn to "love." only to discover you really don't know at all. i don't think love means to mask itself. perhaps it's really our lack of understanding, or the years of pain where love should have been.
so, i've resorted to this:
it's every girl's go-to for comfort when they hear things like "you say i love you too much." now, where is love when you really need it? where is real love in the midst of real pain? i'm experiencing all those scary feelings like hope, love, vulnerability, while knowing the truth that life is dead without all of them. no relationship worth having without them... and pain, pain is a part of it too.
running away is an option, but i'd have to face this mountain again. the lyrics "should i stay, or should i go" come to mind. but there's hope, hope it's "gonna be worth it, gonna be worth it all" when I get up around the mountain's bend. sometimes this cube feels like the incinerator before a phoenix emerges. hope, love, what dangerous feelings to feel. but the possibility of joy at the end of this road keeps me holding on.
Little by little, you learn to "love." only to discover you really don't know at all. i don't think love means to mask itself. perhaps it's really our lack of understanding, or the years of pain where love should have been.
so, i've resorted to this:
it's every girl's go-to for comfort when they hear things like "you say i love you too much." now, where is love when you really need it? where is real love in the midst of real pain? i'm experiencing all those scary feelings like hope, love, vulnerability, while knowing the truth that life is dead without all of them. no relationship worth having without them... and pain, pain is a part of it too.
running away is an option, but i'd have to face this mountain again. the lyrics "should i stay, or should i go" come to mind. but there's hope, hope it's "gonna be worth it, gonna be worth it all" when I get up around the mountain's bend. sometimes this cube feels like the incinerator before a phoenix emerges. hope, love, what dangerous feelings to feel. but the possibility of joy at the end of this road keeps me holding on.
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((I'm thinking of you))
I love you, Shea! ♥ Michelle
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