So when your tears roll down your pillow like a river. I'll be there for you. When you're screaming, but they only hear you whisper. I'll be loud for you. But you gotta be there for me too

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Det känns väldigt bra att imorgon så går jag in på min femte vecka som sjuk .. trodde kanske inte att jag skulle vara sjuk i fem veckor när jag fick halsfluss och sen lunginflammation på det. Salig blandning som är väldigt omtyckt. Man gör ju inte direkt jättemycket när man är sjuk heller, mina dagar består typ av att ligga på soffan och kolla på film. Vilket är skönt det med, men börjar bli ganska långtråkigt. Tror jag har plöjt igenom tusentals filmer nu .. så film och sova är typ det jag gör, och ändå så blir jag inte frisk ..

Men nu ska jag lägga mig på soffan igen och kolla på ännu en film, och be till högre makter att jag kanske kan få bli liiite friskare snart. .

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Tell me something, how many times have you had your heart broken? How many times have you had your faith stolen, by these guys that promise you everything? Only to find that behind their clever lies in the skies they seem to have fooled you, schooled you into thinking that you finally found the one, your soulmate and then they leave, and your alone again, wiping the tears off onto your sleeve. How many times have you been unable to sleep, because the one that you thought that you'd keep forever isn't by your side. You try and close your eyes, but all you see are memories, hidden deep within the crevices of your soul are stories unforetold, visions of growing old together, visions of your hands intertwined walking barefoot through the sands of time, for what you feel feels like forever. You lie there and fantasize about the familiar smell of his cologne, only to find that it makes you feel more alone than ever. You start to cry but it doesn't help, the tears flow down and you just wish that they would drown all the pain you feel, but you soon realize that tears just make the pain feel even more real. Your friends tell you that you need to let go, and lord knows you tried. But regret still occupies the space between your arms where he used to lie. It's strange how much pain a broken heart can make. The same emotions it gives, it can also take. Feelings of sickness that linger long into the night. To bad that there's no medication for heartbreak.

Listen, you think you're alone, but you're not. It's not about what you want, it's what you've got. Reach deep into your soul and pull out that strength thats been hiding inside all this time. And soon you'll find that your state of mind will change for the better, you can ride out this tough weather and when the rain has passed and the wind has amassed to just a gentle breeze, you'll find that pain is like the tides of the ocean, it comes and it goes. Just take it slow, and soon your heart will grow back to what it once was, you'll pick up the pieces of all those broken dreams and although it might seem tough to pick yourself up from that hole you've fallen into, don't ever lose faith that someday you'll get what you deserve, someday someone will love you so much that they'll give you the world. And maybe then, you'll forget all those times you've had your heart broken.

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