You were born an original.

Stephanie Georgopulus, How To Miss Someone

It is hard when you think that someone may care just as much as you do, but at the end you are the one who gets left behind. Getting to know people and trying to read and understand them has been something I’ve been doing for all my 20 years now.

I thought I could keep on reading you, but you know how sometimes the book gets to the most boring/horrible/sad or stupid part and you just don’t feel like reading it anymore…

I keep on trying to understand why you say or do certain things. I keep on hearing stuff from others who think they know you. After all, everything that I have heard so far doesn’t make me any happier. All the things that are out there about you keep my mind running…and then…I find myself hurting again.When I first met you, I thought you would be the one who will never hurt me. Ever.

But apparently the once who love you the most, hurt you even more.

I regret nothing. However, I keep on trying to change the way you are for a better YOU. I’m trying, but nothing. I keep pushing you away each time I hurt, but then I find myself hurting even more because you are all I want. Sometimes I think that I’m the one who keeps on making this too complicated, but I also know that’s not true.You making this hard on me. Although, I stopped pushing your buttons a long time ago. You no longer respond to my chemistry the way I do to yours.

It hurts. It hurts to much.

Roberta Lieberman

1. Make peace with your past, so it doesn’t spoil your present.
2. What others think of you is none of your business.
3. Time heals almost everything, give time some time.
4. No one is the reason of your happiness except yourself.
5. Don’t compare yout life with others, you have no idea what their journey is all about.
6. Stop thinking too much, it’s alight not to know all the answers.
7. Smile, you don’t own all the problems in the world.

On top of all that want to say that this is not the end. It’s like the future comes before the past does. Depends on the day and the mood I’m in. I feel bad or I don’t. I don’t know what makes you feel bad. But how happy any of us would be if not… It helps me to breathe it in and let it out. The air. The air is the most important. I silently scream, but I wisper so loud that everybody can hear me. I have a voice. I’m THE voice. It’s nothing personal. We all do fail sometime. Close your eyes. Open your heart. Clear your mind. Let it go. Make it simple, but don’t forget the details. Go deep. Let it in. Live through it. The end is just another beginning.

He is sooo… I would marry him.

Clarence W. Hall

Dear R,

We met in six grade. I saw you from the very first step, when you walked into class room. You were wearing a raspberry colored boots on the heel, a straight skirt, that barely covered your knees, and a turtleneck/hoodie shirt, that I found silly by the way it looked. I could hear others in classroom started talking about you. They were judging your outfit, the way you talk, and the way you move, but I saw something in you, something different. I stood up, came to you and said hello. Everyone in a classroom all over sudden got quiet, it felt like they were waiting for something phenomenal to happen, and then… you said hello. They took it the way they did, but what they didn’t realize is that something phenomenal actually did happen. We became best friends. I still remember all the mornings I came by to spend a little bit more time with you before classes and get to know you better. In a year we changed you from a tough tomboy to a beautiful girl that I love so much. You became more then a best friend to me, you are like my twin sister. I feel you and you feel me, and when I touch your heart, I feel mine gets covered in fuzzy warm feelings and all I can do is smile. We are separated by time and days, and miles, but all of that is nothing comparing to what we share with one another. I still have your letter. I read it at least once a year and I smile while tears of happiness are falling down. You make me happy. I can’t even think about the fact that I may ever lose you, I don’t want too. I love you too much. But what matters the most is that I feel that love gets to me in return and once again all I can do is smile. It’s been four years since the distance pulled us apart and there is so much more I want to share with you, every day, every hour, every minute… I get so scared over the phone line, when I call you and realize it’s been a while since we have talked last. I get scared that you will never pick up or just hang up on me the first minute you will hear my ‘hello’. What we have is hard to describe. It would take a whole lot of paper for me to share everything we had so far and everything that’s coming up in the future. It would take billions of Kilobytes to take all the pictures of every single precious moment that we share. But I would give my life for you if I had too, that’s how I know you are my truly best friend and I will do anything for this friendship to last an eternity.

Forever love, K