Words don’t always come out right, even though it hurts my pride, I still have to say it.
For the first time I know how painful unspoken words can be.
The unknown is so agonizing.
I’m struggling and I don’t know why.
I’ve never known this feeling before and I must say I’m not very fond of it.
Empty, that’s one word.
Lonely, that’s another word.
Frustrated, perfect word.
Effortlessly, a word to describe how easy it was for you to walk away.
Blame, action word?
Mirror, one word…an object…face it, reflect and realize great things take effort.
Scared, this word I know you are, no matter which angle you try to play it.
Hurt, a word we both can connect with.
Past, a word that describes where you still live.
Present, a word I live by. Nothing then matters to me now.
Anger…although this word I’ve surpassed.
Now I’m on two words…
What if’s? Could have’s?
Ultimately these “two worded” phrases equal just one word, unavailing.
These words…they tell the truth. I use to think being vulnerable was being weak, now I know I was terribly wrong. It takes a great deal of courage to open up, to let someone in. The unknown is scary, BUT I rather live a life taking chances than live a life full of regrets.
Blessings, lessons, I value both. Do you know what it means to miss someone??? It means you’re lucky. I was lucky to have someone in my life that was worth missing…that IS worth missing.
Life, so unpredictable. I’m left with these powerful yet somewhat empty words. I guess I can find some comfort in this…I mean, what’s pride worth when you’re laying all alone?