This post is dedicated to people I have loved and lost.
We meet people who we think are compatible to us. Who understand us, who complete us. With who, we can share our deepest, darkest secrets. With who, we can be ourselves. We can verbalize our stupid-est of thoughts and deepest desires with them.
I too have met some people like that.
However Sadly then inevitable happens...
I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving
We meet people,We like them,We try to give our best, Jealousy steps in, We get hurt, We fall out, People move on.
When I was a kid, the thing I wanted most was... I wanted to be important to people...to have people that understood me. I wanted to just be close to somebody. And back then, a thought would go through my head almost constantly: "There's never gonna be a room someplace where there's a group of people sitting around, having fun, hanging out, where one of them goes.
That'll never happen. There's nothing interesting about me." I just felt like I was a sad little boring thing.
Fact of the matter is... the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony. No somebody will help you.
For now my main goal is to stay alive. To keep fooling myself into hanging around. To keep getting up every day. Right now I live without inspiration. I go day to day and do the work because it's all I know. I know that if I keep moving I stand a chance. I must keep myself going until I find a reason to live.
We meet people who we think are compatible to us. Who understand us, who complete us. With who, we can share our deepest, darkest secrets. With who, we can be ourselves. We can verbalize our stupid-est of thoughts and deepest desires with them.
I too have met some people like that.
However Sadly then inevitable happens...
I was always holding onto people, and they were always leaving
We meet people,We like them,We try to give our best, Jealousy steps in, We get hurt, We fall out, People move on.
When I was a kid, the thing I wanted most was... I wanted to be important to people...to have people that understood me. I wanted to just be close to somebody. And back then, a thought would go through my head almost constantly: "There's never gonna be a room someplace where there's a group of people sitting around, having fun, hanging out, where one of them goes.
That'll never happen. There's nothing interesting about me." I just felt like I was a sad little boring thing.
Fact of the matter is... the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life's cruelest irony. No somebody will help you.
For now my main goal is to stay alive. To keep fooling myself into hanging around. To keep getting up every day. Right now I live without inspiration. I go day to day and do the work because it's all I know. I know that if I keep moving I stand a chance. I must keep myself going until I find a reason to live.
