Different

sometimes I wish that things could be different. that getting hurt didnt wound me as much as it did. that getting hurt over and over didnt leave me so afraid to just let go and fall again....

I wish that things could be different but in the end they arent. I can wish as hard as I want to but none of it will ever change. Things happen for a reason and sometimes without your consent or control.

some things fall apart so that better things can fall together and the best things never end. they are always there inside your heart.

I will always remember my first love and how that made me feel. The first touch of lips against mine and the first time I saw his face. The first night we spent together and how much it meant to know that someone just generally cared.

You came into my life at my most lost and unsure time and helped me figure out who I was and at the same time who I wasnt. I will always love you no matter where I go and who I meet, you will always be a part of me.

my second love showed me that just because one person hurts you that all the rest will. I know that you hurt me just as much as he did and that you don't even know that you did but I still care about you and just want you to be happy.

I hope that someday it will be my turn to be happy and to feel love again... just someone prove to me that you're not all the same. that some good does exist in the shit hole that is our world...