I found this poem(?) , little note, not sure what to call, it in a book once. Of course I Have no record of what its called or where exactly I found it. All I have are the author’s initials.
Find someone who traces the lines in your hands just to feel close to you, and someone who believes the ocean is trapped in your eyes.
Find someone who loves the bones in your body and loves the skin you live in. Find someone who will help you love yourself.
I wrote this a long while ago, and just recently found it.
We cry for things that in comparison to other things seem so miniscule. All those times being sad about relationships failed, money or general disappointments are put in perspective.
Hard to grasp that the world keeps going, moving forward when tragedy strikes. People keep working, smiling, laughing, crying, while in my eyes its as if the world has stopped.
How do you say good-bye? What do you say? How do you move on knowing that person is only going to be in your memories and not in your physical world.
I wrote this almost 12 years ago, when my mom had past. Finding this has once again reminded me of how to keep life and values in perspective.
This is one of my favourite articles. I couldn’t describe it better myself. No need for becoming one. Just be you and accept the other person, and make it work together. So simple, and true. A girl can dream. Its not about needing someone in your life, its about wanting someone to be part of it.