just be.

I am
1. passionate.
2. creative.
3. intelligent.
4. tenacious.
5. beautiful.

I am grateful for
1. friends.
2. family.
2. opportunity/experience.
3. culture.
4. Tata.
5. education.
6. music/art.
7. kindness/selflessness.
8. invisible children.
9. memories.
10. quotes.

Decision

I'm giving us a chance. I'm walking away. I can't stay here any longer. This place is full of lingering pain, growing doubt, and dwindling hope. The facts are simple and clear. I've just been manipulating them in my head. The fantasy land I've been living in has been nice, but only when I close my eyes. Which I guess makes me blind. The moments in your arms are warm in passing but they leave behind threats of further hurt and regret. I refuse to be the silly pathetic little girl that lets herself settle. I'm better than this. I'm better than "wait" and I'm better than "I don't know." Its not my responsibility to convince you to love me. Its not my position to stay here hoping you won't walk away. I took a chance letting you in. I'm taking an even bigger chance letting you go. I want to get back to us, but that can't happen until you figure out you. You care, but not enough. You're scared and hiding. Part of me still believes you, and I hope we will continue to prove them wrong, but for now its time for me to air out my wounds and test the seas. I'm letting you go. Don't cling to me as a memory from the past, because I want to be a part of your future. One day I will be your friend. I don't know if it will be anything more. Fight for me and we will see. Until then I will miss you, but I hope to miss you less. I hope you don't forget me. I hope you're right. This is a chance I'm willing to take, because no matter what happens next, we have to move forward.

You have so much a head of you. So much to find out about yourself, so much to achieve. I can't and won't let your journey hold me back. I will not cry because it's over. I will smile because it happened. If our paths cross again I will smile and remember all that you taught. How we grew in love and learned in life, about each other and about ourselves. I will never regret the time I had with you and if fate allows one day we may have a second chance. If not know that you held a special place in my heart and I am fortunate to have had you in my life.

With Hope.

Walk On

They say that you can't be whole until you find your 'other half.' I don't believe them, whoever they are. There is this long journey called life that we embarked on years and years ago and it would be sad to think that we've been missing a part of ourselves. The journey of the individual is not to find what we have never had. It is to discover what we are and always have been. People will always walk in and out of our lives. They will bring things to our journey and decorate the path with smiles and love and passion and tears and they will all teach us something in their own way. Some people will only stay temporarily but they are never lost because they have contributed to who we are to become. The people that no longer walk by us will
leave a hole for a while. We may even stop and stare at their fading footprints. Once the shock wares off we move forward to greater places and heavier things. The road was never meant to be smooth, and we usually don't have a map. The trick is to see the color through the hurt in our hearts and the water in our eyes. To remember we are not solitary creatures. The path we walk, skip, run, jump, and fly on is one we create to feel a connection with ourselves and with others. It is true that we need time to collect ourselves. To breathe, and sometimes we just need to be alone. This will pass - the hurt, the confusion, and everything else that looks like a blur in your mind. There is always much life to live beyond the walls of now. Smile
- Tomorrow has the potential to be a great day.

Listen

I haven't been taking care of my heart. It was already broken, but it seems I've been avoiding putting the pieces back together. I don't want it to be real, so I've let the pain linger in hopes that something may happen. I change constantly. One moment I'm ready to leave it all behind, but then I'm terrified. Terrified that when I walk on, I leave hope behind. Maybe thats not such a bad thing. But the 'what ifs' keep running circles in my head. What if he carries hope with him too? What if he's just scared? What if he finds someone else?

I know we're all replaceable, but the thought hurts so bad. I forget to turn it around. I am replaceable, but so is he. (Though it doesn't feel like it yet) Though we are replaceable, we are not replicable. I need to put him back in a box along with all the other memories I have of and with him. This box will be perfect. It will be full of happiness, and love, and pain, and a little bit of hope. The problem is I haven't found the lock to keep it closed. The problem is, I'm not looking. The problem is I know when I walk on, there is no coming back. Because all things are possible, I know there is a chance that it will come around. But the fact is, it isn't probable.

I haven't been taking care of my heart. I need to decide. I need to stop leading myself on. I need to be done with random acts of hopelessness. I need to choose, but I'm not ready yet.

Give me a reason.

Middle Ground

I'm walking a fine line between distance and disaster. It's a dangerous game to play, but for now it feels better than nothing at all. I'm attempting to live moment by moment with my hopeless dreams; knowing, unfortunately, that they are likely to fall apart. This probably isn't good for me. I should probably quite while I'm ahead. Why do we do things we know we might regret? "Jump first, fear later." But that's not even what I'm doing. Thats what the problem is. I'm playing it safe. I'm walking the middle ground and it weaves between high and low. Is it bad that I like it here? None of these paths seem more or less traveled, so maybe I'm doing okay? The high ground and low ground seem so definite and I can't take either with certainty. I'm testing out the waters here. I'm dwelling in doubt to find certainty. I may just be making things up to justify myself, but, for now, let the tight rope continue.

Love is Present

"With time you'll be a new soul and you'll be able to look back and not get stuck on it. instead you'll realize it was nice while it lasted. You will move on, you will have new memories with someone else. Don't compare memories and you'll be okay."

"Well i bet in your case it was true, but towards the end he just ranaway from it."

"I think love is always present.
People leave,
love doesn't.
Love is always there.
In fact i think you still love him. Jeff says he doesnt love you because he left it, he ran way from it, he stopped believing."

Anne is wise.

Something True

I think you've got me all wrong. But it's not your fault it's mine. I've not been myself lately. This face is my facade. Perhaps I'm only talking to myself. I do tend to think too much, but in case you're listening I thought I'd let you know. It's been a long few weeks, and I've found myself a little lost. I'm not sure what it is, but there is an eerie familiarity around here, and I'm not sure I like it. Here I find my secrets. They used to lay so quietly but now they scream to tell me something true.

They say to find yourself you must first loose yourself completely. That even when we don't know where we are, we are on journey. The thought frightens me, and grounds me. The unexpected will turn out better than I could ever expect. I know that, but I don't feel it. All I feel is my heart pumping in my chest. Sometimes it's so loud it hurts. Sometimes it's so soft I'm scared. I guess thats how you know you're alive. This subtle sadness, constant pain, wild fear, terrible loneliness, they are meant to strengthen us - prepare us even, for what comes next.

I know that, but I can't feel it yet.

It used to be so easy to see the upside. Now it feels like I'm breaking my neck to keep my chin up. I promised myself long ago I would always write with the purpose to inspire and enlighten. To give hope a name, even if it was just for myself. Hope got lost in these letters, and I think that is what I'm trying to find. So if I've been cold, or cruel, or distant, I'm sorry. It's all just in fear. I lied. I'm scared to, but everything else I said was true. As much as I claim to be rebuilding my walls and locking myself in, its just not possible anymore. I've been there before and the static sound of ruthless thoughts does nothing but break you.

So here I am. Raw and exposed, but at least I'm alive. There will be more let downs, more pain, more dishonesty, more truth, more hope, more love, and more experience."There is much life to be lived outside of these walls. Life that is not be be darkened by sad sighs of the past or worried glances of the future. Simply by taking hold of the glorious possibilities of the present and bringing them to action." - Me. I need to start taking my own advice again.

I'm getting back to now. Finding the person I want to become. I've forgotten to look for the colors of possibilities even in this estranged light. It's hard, but its necessary. Its bright and exciting. It's everything you want it to be, if you let it.