Music is one thing that has the most control over a persons life. One lyric and you’re enjoying yourself and the other you’re breaking down. Especially, love songs. The sad ones make you not want to ever be in love. They make the concept of love sound like the worst thing that could possibly ever happen to you. Then again, theres the happy ones. The ones that make you crave it again. That make you want someone to hold you and tell you they love you and that you’re the one that makes their day. That make you want to feel love again. It’s like an addiction. You don’t know what its like to want it until you try it for the first time. The first time you fall in love, it changes you. It makes you experience things you never thought you could possibly feel. And once it breaks you and you fall out of it, sooner or later, you wan’t it again, you want the security and the comfort love brings. You want the love. And now, you will not settle for anything less. Because you cant bear to take any more heartbreak.
Sometimes breathing is
difficult when my lungs
are filled with salt water
and my mind is filled with
Well, Shouldn’t this emotion be so familiar?
There’s a bizarre feel of loss,
Loss of something that wasn’t mine.
Loss of something I thought was mine.
I’m scared. Broken.
This unknown strange feeling has over powered all the happenings of the day
and has left me with nothing but tears..
Nothing but the same girl trying to get over the hard fact… Rejection.
Those nights when you just lay in bed and stare at the ceiling and try to make sense of it all. You try to figure out why certain things in your life happen and if there really is some greater scheme at the end of this all. Some kind of plan that has been put into place, and all the good and bad experiences that happen are simply meant to bring you closer to that end goal. Is it that? Or is life just purely coincidental and accidental? Yup it’s one of those nights.