We mixed up memories, not good or bad memories.
It's like one bottle of black ink and one of blue, and your favourite colour is black so you always love to remember the black.
Once i heard from a psychologist that when you burn a memory with an emotion it's become impossible to forget.
Because when we sad, fade, pale, unhappy, uncomfortable, not feeling good and low, in a bad mood and angry we are more emotional and remember that part of life more prominent than the happiest time we had.
Don't try to forget your past because it is a core part of your soul and personality, just try to summarise it properly and feeling wo blessed you are and bliss from heaven you have on earth with no extra ...
If your heart hurts a little after letting go of someone or something, that's okay.
It just means that your feelings were genuine.
No one likes ends.
No one likes pain.
But sometimes, we have to put things that were once good to an end after they turn toxic to our wellbeing.
Not every new beginning is meant to last forever.
And not every person who walks into your life is meant to stay.
Her Mind is saying:
Remember how he treated you
Remember the things he said to you
He used you
He cheated on you
He lied to you
He didn't respect you
He did not put you 1st
He didn't protect you
He didn't stick up for you
He hurt you more than anyone has ever hurt you
He talked about you behind your back
He stole pieces of you that you will never get back
He broke you down
He shattered your heart
He left you countless times
He did not fight for you
He devalued your thoughts
He didn't value your opinions
He made you feel small
He made you feel unwanted
He did things to purposely upset you
He made you feel like you were not enough
He made you believe in a dream that was n...
U tryna shoot me in the bak
Turns out its me inna mask
Replaying all my dreams
Its just me fighting my reality
My biggest dreams
Everything i want to accomplish
Slipping down the stream
Jo bs ma ho or bebas b ho.
Esi koi surat meri dastras ma ho.
Tujhe yu dekhna acha nahi lagta ,
Tere chehre pe ye maayusi ka pehra Nhi jachta ..
Tujh ko udaas dekh ke khud udaas hoti thi jo main ,
Tu mujhe manane ko jo muskurane lagta tha,
Ab toh Wo bahana bhi mera mujhe saccha nhi lagta..
Main tujh ko kehti rahi ki duniya ki tujh ko samajh nahin,
Par aaj dil dukhta h jb tu beparvah Nhi dikhta..
Bahut taklif hoti h jab koi meri parvah Nhi karta ..
Kash tu wapas tu aur main wahi main ho pate,
Par gujre hue Palo ka laut ke aana ab mumkin Nhi lgta.
Guzarish hain toh tujhse itni ki jindgi ko yu jaaya na kar,
Tujh ko khush dekh ke milta hain sukun ,usse mujhe ruswa na kar.
For all those who have found new love and for all in search of one..
For those who are guilty
For those who are sad.
For those who are stuck in the mid space not knowing what to do.
For those who have decided but cannot let go.
Breaking up a relationship is difficult
and so is falling in love again.
Years of memories
and moments once cherished,
to be given a space in
the corner of mind.
For, they can neither be replaced nor forgotten.
Take time, be lenient with yourself and the other person.
All that you are going through, they are as well.
Be patient, do not blame yourself if you cannot be rude. Do not be embarrassed if you cannot set a limit.
It is a life changing decision and...
I write my feelings
As I hone my craft; the words
By which my heart breaks.
#craft #CMJan2020 writing prompts
Muchas veces somos
nuestros peores jueces,
nos herimos nosotros mismos, tratando de encajar,
de ser aceptados,
que olvidamos el por qué
y el para qué estamos aquí,
que olvidamos ser felices para nosotros y empezamos a serlo,
o pretender serlo,
para el resto.
To all those I don't listen to,
I may not be the same little serious girl you used to love. One who faced all her fears without letting them take over. I may no longer be the cute girl you used to adore for her innocence and strict views on several topics adults get hyper about. Or someone who tried to express her views without saying anything at all and you used to decipher her feelings and tried to help her without even letting her know that it's actually scary. Maybe I grew up to be a normal adult who is unsure of what she wants and gets confused about things and end up taking decisions by heart. Someone who doesn't understand little things and end up being screwed up but never confessed ...
If you had self-control over your motions,
Like a slick catalyst magician trick.
How many flips does it take to crack your heart stick?
I’d bash through bullets, no matter how fluorescent.
I’d mask a Joe Dirt mullet.
Whatever it would take to separate snake from skin.
The rat from the tail machine.
Is it jealous?
Does the skin beg for ignition?
Mama rolling that body-and I’m tempted.
I understand you share more than I’d expect to breathe into expansion.
I don’t understand some of the time.
Correction, I’m a slime ball of reactive giggle spines.
The way your body lines and, your mind doesn’t project the same kind.
I can be honest always..It’s just that-you don’t ask me.
Call me ...
Khud ko paa raha hoon ya khud ko kho chuka hoon!
Yeh baat chhoti si hai but aaj tak nai samjh paaya hoon..
Main kisi ko chahta bhi hoon ya nai yeh bhi toh bhool chuka hoon!
La casualidad, en la nebulosa del camino que mi existencia es, mágico obsequio ha sido el verte por vez primera. Y aunque tu rostro hermoso mis ojos nunca antes le habían visto, en mis sueños eras mágica protagonista. Mas cuando la realidad me aleje de ese mágico sueño que eres, en mi pecho guardaré tu nombre y en mis sueños por siempre estarás...
Ease the pain
What i gained is what u lose
U breathe for me
Undoubtedly , me too
Your efforts puts me to shame
I hide too
My eyes talk much
Though u can't catch a word
My heart is to blame
And it never utters a word
I'm weak ,though you are my strength
I love you too........
Je t'ai aimé depuis le début du temps et je ferai toujours une promesse au ciel qui a été de garder l aube jusqu'à la fin de mon existence. J'ai su tout ce que tu gardais dans ton coeur et tu m as tout fait, par une force surnaturelle qui nous a réunis encore plus et nos liens ont été renforcés
It was indescribable, more than the mere fact of her age and limited vocabulary, which was not as limited other 8 year olds to be sure. Still the words to describe the way he made her feel didn't seem to exist on any level in any world, such was the magic behind them! Funny thing how our minds work, as she could only recall one day packed full of emotions and feelings that honestly should've been at war with each other.
Surely, her life wasn't meant to be this way?
Unsure whether to go or stay...
Feeling tired each and every day.
Where she should be working
It's in her bed she's lurking
No, she's not shirking
Her body needs reworking