You’re like the stars at night,
sparkling like pieces of diamond.
in the sky,
mesmerizing those who
look at you.
You’re like those stars,
You’re dazzling and
you captivated me,
like I was bewitched.
And if I ever get a chance
to wish upon a star,
I would definitely wish
for a star like you.
You told me before
that I am beautiful,
like how the sky looks
You told me I am
gentle and nice,
and you liked me
the first time we met.
And when I fell for you,
you told me you love
You told me we’ll always
and you’ll never hurt me.
You said, you will never leave me.
You promised me forever.
And all those times,
We all crave for more, that sometimes we don’t see the things we should be thankful for. We complain how our eyes don’t look pretty, while other people can’t completely see. We complain that our home is too small, while a lot of people are homeless. We complain about our jobs, while other people were dying to be in our position. We complain about everything, like all the things we have were never enough. We complain and crave for more and don’t even bother to see, that we are much luckier than other people. That we have the things they can’t have. And even we don’t have all the nice things in this world, still, we are blessed. God has given us life, and though sometimes it’s not that beautiful, he still gave us the chance to see and live in this world. And that is something we should be thankful for.
The cure for a broken heart is not forgetting, but accepting.
This message made my day. I am so happy I was able to help through my writings. :’)
"So this is what I want to tell you"
We cry ourselves to sleep, while thinking
of the thoughts, we find bitter but sweet.
We love someone so much that sometimes it hurts.
But still love them and keep all the pain we want to blurt.
And at the end of the day, though we want them to stay.
They won’t, because they don’t feel the same way.
Then we thought the only thing we need to do is to forget.
Because for now, that’s the only best thing we can get.
But deep down in our hearts, we all know forgetting is uneasy.
Because to forget is to erase all the memories completely.
So this is what I want to tell you:
It’s okay if you’re feeling blue.
It’s okay to cry out your heart all night.
Sometimes it’s alright to give up the fight.
If you want to move on, then feel all the pain.
No need to rush, sometimes happiness is not that easy to gain.
One day you’ll be surprise, all the sufferings were gone.
You’ll be alright one day and there’s no need to frown.
And keep in mind that moving on is not forgetting,
Because memories won’t go away even while you’re sleeping.
If you really want to keep moving,
then start accepting..
"She’s that Book"
She’s that book you once loved.
She’s that book you once took care of.
The book you once stayed up for every night.
And the book you once loved to talk about.
She’s that book you once paid attention to.
You loved her every page and every word.
She’s the book you once loved reading.
Because you find every part of her interesting.
But now she’s just that book, piled with the other books.
She’s now one of those books, neglected inside a lonely shelf.
She’s the book who once felt your love, all of a sudden.
The book you once gave importance, but now, forgotten.
Find me somewhere?
"For A Taste of Acceptance"
She looked at the mirror, still feeling unsatisfied.
She curled her hair once more and put some lipstick on her lips.
She brushed away the smeared mascara on her cheeks,
which created marks of flowing tears.
Again, she looked at the mirror, now, feeling half-satisfied.
Staring at her own reflection, she smiled.
She looks beautiful and gorgeous. So far from the girl she used to be.
Then she glanced at her own eyes; she found a touch of sadness.
Pain is starting to fill her heart again.
Tears are starting to form in the corner of her eyes.
Behind those red lips and elegant dress, she’s still that lonely woman.
Feeling insignificant, like a half-read book.
Feeling unappreciated, like a sunflower in the garden of roses.
She’s still that woman, alone and unseen.
The woman who lost herself from too much loving.
The woman who spend her entire life trying to fit in.
She changed herself in exchange for the acceptance she never really had.
She lived inside a woman she’s really not; someone she doesn’t know.
And in return, all she got was a tragic truth— those who can’t accept you, will never love you.