I hope someday you get a chance to see how you look through the eyes of those who love you. I hope someday you can look in the mirror and smile at the lips that kissed 1,000 frogs without any of them turning into a prince. I hope you can thank the legs that took the hardest step you never thought you'd be able to take -- the legs that are still standing, still walking, still carrying you today. I hope you can love the laugh lines that showed up without warning and made your face their home, and I hope that each day they get deeper. I hope you can learn to love the way your hair looks first thing in the morning, wild and messy like your heart. And I hope you surround yourself with people who see you with their hearts first before looking with their eyes.
Just because I am out of school does not mean I will stop learning, studying, and growing. Similarly, just because someone doesn't have a formal education doesn't mean they don't have something to teach you. I am a firm believer that every person, place, and situation has a story to tell and a lesson to teach. It's up to us to decide what we take from it.
Maybe you're missing someone today, maybe you wish you wouldn't have left; maybe you still don't understand why they couldn't stay. These feelings serve a purpose; you miss them because they mattered, you miss them because a heart never forgets. Don't wish away the memories, don't beat yourself up because you swear you can still feel them, smell them, see them standing in the hallway as though they're still here today. Don't feel bad for a heart that remembers, but don't waste time begging back a heart that couldn't stay.
Are you spending your nights in a stranger's arms, searching desperately for something you'll never find? Are you replaying your past like a broken cassette, reliving mistakes over and over in your mind? Let go, forgive yourself, please take the first step. I promise to love you better than you've ever been loved...
You have lost love, and it hurts; but you will find greater love, and it will be worth the wait. Your heart is open, and it scares you to death -- let it. Welcome those feelings, invite them to sit down and stay awhile; look fear in the eyes and tell it that you are going to love anyway. Please love anyway.
You live so deeply within
my bones that I swear
I can feel you shiver
from within my spine
when it’s cold outside.
You have surrounded my heart
with so much barbed wire
that I feel tiny pinpricks in my chest
every time someone makes my heart beat fast.
Finding possibility in the impossible, accepting the challenge when someone tells me I can’t do something, and going to bed at night knowing that my dreams with eyes wide open will always beat the dreams I see in my sleep.
When you can’t ask the question because you already know the answer, so maybe you should go back to sleep in hopes that your dreams will take you somewhere closer to them or further from here -- or anywhere else.
Inside jokes become funnier, roller coaster screams become louder, ocean wave crashes become harder, and you almost forget if life even happened before you knew them. You definitely wonder if life is capable of going on without them by your side.
I learned to stop worrying so much about the mistakes of my past and regrets of my future, and instead, spend my time planning and dreaming and wishing and hoping for all of the things that I'm going to do someday.
I get angry because there have been times I have needed you and cried out for you. I have hoped and prayed and begged for you. I asked, and you never answered. I called out, and there was no response. I searched, and you were nowhere to be found. If you are reading this, I found you.
I can’t tell you anything about his face, but I can tell you what lies behind his eyes. I can’t tell you about his body, but I can tell you about his heart. I can’t tell you about his good looks, but I can tell you about his good works, something that matters a whole lot more when the good looks fade away. I can't tell you his name, but I know that one day it will be my own.
Thanks to the shadows of my past, I have learned that life is really as dark or as light as we want to make it. We can allow our setbacks to define us, or we can define our setbacks. If you spend your whole life looking through your rear-view mirror, you’ll miss all of the beauty that resides right out your front window.