Info
|
In: Chats
Replies:
24
Views:
292
Created: 07/02 01:44 am
|
|
rambles. of VIAble'S MiiiND.!>?
When it all comes down to it, what are we trying to prove?
That we have a point and a purpose?
That we aren’t just here because we’re here.
Why can’t life just be purposeless?
Why can’t we just live to live?
We create our own purposes, we make our own words, and we understand life how it’s given to us.
And we are all so different.
I just want to find “him”.
The guy that I’m meant to be with and to keep.
The guy that I’ll have my children with, the guy that I will grow old with, but what if I’m not enough.
What if I don’t ever find “him”?
I won’t settle for anything less.
If it’s not the man I pictured as “the one” then he isn’t for me.
I tend to fall for the wrong kinds and only realize it when I’m with them.
It isn’t healthy…or even polite.
I just want to be in love.
The real kind that makes your heart squeeze.
When you feel the intense wanting, but at the same time you can be completely and absolutely comfortable without any make-up on or any cute little underwear.
I want to be noticed for who I am, but it seems that God has a different plan for me.
I won’t have a somebody until he thinks it’s right.
Why did God give man, free will??
It makes you question everything.
Love.
How the hell do I get there?

Please Login to post comments
|
|
At 10:43 am
ThruOnesEyes
Said :
|
0
|
|
|
|
Whatever you have to want to prove to you, & anyone else is nothing to be all.
Life is purposeless to the ones who say they are,
& aren't to the ones who say it has purpose;
nothing is as complicated as it seems,
& everything isn't so simple as we see.
If only each our own true love was waiting
outside the doorsteps where we shared many silent
thoughts, cigarettes, & tears, smiles,
crouched shoulders-- looking at the beautiful moon
& stars. Feeling lonesome, fulfilled, happy, content,
or just placcid in emotion, where decisions were
made for the benefit of our own heart.
Love isn't the answer to anything, take it from me.
It won't feed your hunger for meals,
won't make your sleeps more long
nor help you along with getting A's at school;
won't be the necessary forms to keep a job
or be hired once again.
But true love is waiting,
& that one can hear your heart softly pounding,
as that true love of yours is sitting
out on the porch; looking at the moon,
sighing with the stars,
wondering when you're going to come to
the doorsteps & look into both of your eyes.
But no, it isn't the answer,
& sometimes; it's necessary to leave some questions alone.
You're gonna find him.
The periods of times you're going through
only mean to Life that you're not meant to be that
person who's in love as of now,
just as I'm not meant to be that one right now
to the one I've found, & lost.
But she's out on the porch, looking at the sun,
& soon I'm going to walk out to that doorstep,
& soon, too, will you, Valerie.
|
|
|
|
|
|