Two in love can make it

Having been through numerous divorces, you dont have much hope for your own future. In fact, since last week i have been pretty depressed about my future. So i realized, I need to let go of the past. Of what my parents decided to do. Because, hanging on to thier mistake only made me hae a greater chance of making the same. But i refuse, Two in love can make it, and i know i will as well.

Someday, I will see this. Romance at its best!

The forever friend

We all have that one friend, thats in our hearts forever, and that we can never forget about.
But I ask, what do we do if this friend is lost?
What if we abuse the friendship?
refuse to talk to them?
and even try to end the friendship?
I true friend stays by your side no matter what.
No matter what you do
or say
they are always there to give you a second chance.
They never give up on you
and always believe the best in you.
It may be scary for some, a relationship that never seems to end. Some people (especially me) have never really seen a relationship work for that matter. Having a friend that is so close, is frightening, and in order to protect themselves, from being left behind sometimes people push that friend away.
Why I am saying this? Because I am guilty as charged.
I am not a good friend
I make alot of mistakes.
The person I pushed away was always there for me
even though i never was for them
ive had countless second chances
and still cannot seem to get it right.
I dont deserve this friend.
I never have.
But the heart, and the dedication, and the perserverance that goes into maintaining a friendship like this, is truly heroic. Something in which i could never be capable of.
People like this friend are the people that should be looked up to
like a modern day superhero
My favorite is spiderman.

Maybe one day I will be able to understand how this amazing person can stand my constant excuses and mistakes.

so the saying goes,

"You never know what you got, until its gone."

Just a little thought for you on you cold march night.

xoxo

The Maid and the Glass Slipper

(I wrote this for english class, but thought i would share. makes you think :)

I am here,

I have been since I can remember.

You have always been my best friend.

You, born three days before me,

we tell each other everything

Our dreams, and our hopes

Anything we can think of.

Except one,

I love you, my dear friend.

But the night I was going to tell you,

you found another.

We were going to run away together,

but instead, you got her glass slipper.

She ran from you,

And I was only there for comfort

You told me she was the one,

You had only just met her.

I listened as you went on and on about this mystery girl

Every second my heart broke,

Its not fair.

I know you better,

You belong with me.

You found her.

How? A shoe fit.

You say you are so happy,

But she doesn’t know you like I do.

You wedding day is perfect,

You always told me you wanted to run away.

Get married on the fly,

No prince or princess.

I stand by the door as she gets ready to walk down the aisle,

to you, my love.

She smirks as she asks me to hold her train,

I do.

   Looking for someone to love, for family, for acceptace, can take you on a journey you will never forget.

Love: fact or fiction?

You see it everywhere
in the halls of school
on a quick stop by the store
Everywhere

Love
Couples holding hands
Lovers looking into each others eyes
An occasional fight
But
nontheless, love it is.

But readers, I question, Is love possible? Is it possible to have a person that you heart longs for so much, that not even the most desired wish could cure the longing that only the sight of a true lover could? My answer to this question: I dont know. I see so many couples, hanging by what seems to be a miserable thread, but then there are others, who seem to have it all. Now, dont get me wrong my friends, i have had my fair share of feelings, for one guy in particular. Its just that, when I see an unhappy couple, I see two people wanting to be apart. Not ever wanting to look upon the other again. This to me is not love.

But now that i have gone on about what love isnt, let me tell you what it is:

-Love is the first cry of a newborn child
-Love is the nervous first kiss under the starlight
-Love is mother, singing lullabys to her five year old son
-Love is the grandfather, telling stories under a makeshift fort in his living room
-Love is the memories shared between father and daughter, long past grown apart
-Love is a second chance
-Love is a mother and daughter, making Christmas cookies together on a snowy day
-Love is hugging your best friend, in the rain, while you say your goodbyes.
-Love is the "i dos" in a hurricane of "i donts"
-Love is the peace, and the chirping birds flying through the sunny afternoon air.

So my readers, love is not the couple holding hands in your high school hall way, take it from a good friend of mine, most likely, they are "in lust". So dont feel left out when you see a person your heart desires, ignoring you, with some one else, perhaps, not aware you exist. Thats not love, and with time, it will pass. For now, be careful of who you give your heart to, what you consider to be love, or want.

Love is fragile like a rose

if you dont water it

it will slowly fade and whither

xoxo

You know it

Its unfortunate that many of us seem weary or sick of high school. Not only has this mass of classrooms, tattered books, and barf- green carpet housed us and helped us to expand our knowledge, but it has given us the ability to possibly be successful in our future lives. But, why do so many seniors just want to leave? do friends matter? Does learning matter?

 My theory is that the longer we spend in this place, the longer we are forced to deal with freshman, sophomores and juniors, the past versions of ourselves. We don't want to look back to where we have been, in we as seniors want to move forward, into adulthood.

 College. Are we really as ready as we feel? Or is that just our brain telling us we want something that we cant have, at least not yet. But if you think about it, college is just a larger version of high school. You just get a dorm and possibly live in a new state.

  Now i would be suggesting that you enjoy our last days of high school, childhood, and parental housing. But i myself cannot wait until the moment the hats are thrown in the air, and all that can be seen is hundreds of seniors hugging, laughing and celebrating the fact that we made it together.

 So, to my followers, all two of them, enjoy what you have here, but don't be afraid to let go of the past in order to embrace the future.

xoxo