May 16, 2012

• Let it be

  

  Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.

  

  

  

  
  

  You can’t waste time over missing something in the past. Life changes, people grow up and grow apart, and you accept that. Yet you still can’t stop thinking of how good it used to be; afraid you’ll never experience it again, afraid you’ve already lived it and already lost it.

  

  

  

  
  

  People always say that they don’t care what happens, they just want the one they love to be happy. I don’t know how many of those people mean it, but i’ve thought it through, and i know that i truly want you to be happy. I’ve prayed and analyzed and considered, and in the end, i would trade my happiness for yours. I would give every last bit of it for you, so that you would never have a bad day or a day filled with doubt. Even if you being happy means you’re not with me. I would still want you to have all the happiness in the world.

  

  

  

  

  
  

  To be honest, I’m completely blown away by the fact that you were once my everything because if you were to look at us now, you would think we are complete strangers.

  

  

  

  
  

  Being grown up isn’t half as fun as growing up. These are the best days of our lives. The only thing that matters is just following your heart eventually you’ll finally get it right.

  

  

  

  
  

  When it comes to the future, there are three kinds of people: those who let it happen, those who make it happen, and those who wonder what could happen.

  

  

  

  
  

  All of this has happened before, and it will all happen again.

  

  

  

  
  

  I think the most confusing person is ourselves. We all want what we can’t have, and don’t appreciate what we do have. We fall for someone we know will hurt us, but ignore the people who care about us so much. We love when we should hate, and vice versa. When we get what we’ve been wanting, it never meets our standards. We can’t make up our minds.

  

  

  

  
  

  You weren’t there when I needed you most, you didn’t call or hold me close. My heart was breaking in so many ways, but you walked away knowing, I wasn’t okay and I realized I was never worth it to you.

  

  

  

  
  

  I don’t know the reason I can’t get over this, maybe we are unfinished business. My heart is waiting for the closure its never going to get. Maybe I am still in love with you. How can I tell? Maybe I never loved you. Is that how you tell? He once said the reason he knew he loved me was because he did, if someone were to ask him do you love her? Instantly he says yes. He just knew. And I can’t, for the life of me, figure out how.

  

  

  

  
  

  Some women choose to follow men, some choose to follow their dreams. If you’re trying to decide which is the best choice, remember that your career will never wake up one morning and tell you it doesn’t love you anymore.

  

  

  

  
  

  Everybody knows they’re going to die, but nobody believes it. If we did, we would do things differently.

  

  

  

  
  

  We’re not getting any younger, so let’s make it worth while.That’s one of the remarkable things about life.It’s never so bad that it can’t get worse.when your dream calls, don’t put it on holdsometimes wrong choices bring us to the right places.

  

  

  

  

  
  

  I’m tired of wasting all me time, wishing you were still mine. I’m tired ofcrying cause you quit trying. Thinking it was all my fault, trying to fix iti n every possible way. Searching the blanks trying to hear the words younever say. I’m tired of my world falling apart, while that other girl is stealing your heart. They ask me if I’m okay, I used to lie and say I’m fine but now I’ll actually mean it next time. Cause this isn’t me giving up,I’d never give up on you. This is just the beauty of moving on; it’s just one of those things I gotta do.

  

  

  

  
  

  Friends have their fights. Some don’t talk for days, weeks, months or even years. During this time they say things they don’t mean and lose trust by the second. For a while they hate each other. But before you know it, someone has the strength and dignity to apologize. Then before you know it, you pick up right where you left off and it’s not even weird. It feels good like a part of you is back.

  

  

  

  

  
  

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