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23.2.11

don't ever say romance is dead, it's just slightly dormant.

i've finally realised my life can function perfectly without you. you don't need to be here to help complete me. i'm very much capable of doing that myself. i must say, i like this feeling.

i was speaking to my nan on the phone, sunday night. she was talking about how it would have been 63 years since she met my grandad to that very day. they were pen-pals during the war. he was abroad, she was here. they wrote for a few years and when he returned to england he asked if he may meet her. he asked her to reply to his letter if she did and just leave it if she didn't, no hard feelings. my nan did not get the letter. then, the day before their meeting date, a girl from next door arrived, looking apologetic with that same letter in her hand. "sorry, but this ended up under a pile of paper's on my desk. i was tidying and just found it. i believe it is yours". my nan replied back immediately. and they met that next day. they went to the 'cinema' of the age. and the rest they say is history.
it was fate how they met that day. and one day i hope fate will throw something magical and perfect and just as beautiful my way. but right now, i'm happy as i am.


12.2.11

and if your love life ain't cooking baby, they'll be more fish around.

i guess i'll just have to pray i can get through.
i am so damn ready to fight for a smile. 
 

9.2.11

a tale of tears.

god, nothing feels whole or real.

i feel like i'm floating. nothing is making sense.

i am breaking slowly. and i hate it.
i'm not weak. but i'm not strong either. i don't need to be told i don't have confidence, or belief in myself because i know. i know it. but it's who i am. so every once in a while i need to know someone is there. because i can't get through alone. but i guess who actually can?

unfortunately, this is the time i need you most, but you aren't here for me. because you are the problem. but i need you to allow me to plonk on your lap. for you to allow me to cry into your shoulder and to listen, tell me things will be okay, and that i will be okay. i need to know this now.

because everything's so fucking messed up.