Posts tagged love
Posts tagged love
Just…take a listen.
People often say, “If you love something let it go” but seldom do they tell of just how hard, “letting go” really turns out to be.
You are looking for love when love is obviously just not looking for you.
Moving on sometimes means forgetting. And maybe I just don’t want to forget
Today was my great uncle’s birthday. Today was also the day he passed away. I love him- I loved him- and I will always love him. The smile he put on my Great Aunt’s face was priceless. My aunt and uncle- they were Romeo and Juliet with out all the killing and poison. Their love was pure, and is something I look up to. A love like theirs can only be found once in a great while, and even so it could not amount to the love they shared. He could talk to anyone for hours, his tools could fix anything, and his coffee from McDonalds was ALWAYS made fresh everyday- believe me he made sure of it. He is a loved man, he is a missed man, and Clyde Busche is a man that this world will never forget.
Do not tell me if my thoughts are wrong or right. My thoughts are not facts. They are thoughts that I thought from my think not yours so leave them be and think your own thoughts in thought and we can agree to disagree in our minds because we all have our own thoughts and if we didn’t we’d be mindless and mindless thoughts are for mindless people whom we are not so carry on in thought. Just don’t hate me for mine.
You have her.
She has him.
And I have myself.
I don’t think it’s about speeding up. It’s about slowing down.
Not higher speeds,
But longer memories.
A love that lasts,
Not a fling that fades.
Let it go, forget all you used to know. Tonight is the night to be the person you never were and will never have to be again. It is you. It is me. And we are going to have the time of our life’s all in one night. We will rep our punishments tomorrow, but all that matters right now- is tonight.
I am not sure how to explain how much you mean to me, but one thing is for sure you mean a lot.
Some people follow their heart.
Some do what their mind tells them.
I follow my gut. Neither feeling nor fact.
Just my morals on what is right and wrong.
There is a balance to everything, but no one knows where to draw the line.