Missing You

No... I never meant to say the things I said. I never meant to make you think that all I say is lies. I'm sorry for being so two-faced with you. I just have so many emotions that I want to show you that I try to show as many as I can. I'm sorry for never completely trusting you... I just feel that I can never fully trust anyone no matter how much I want to.

Thoughts of a Gemini writer

Alone

When you say “I feel so alone,”

do you really mean it?

Do you feel cold all the way down to your bones?

Do you want to go through that door you see with the sign saying exit?

When you say “I am alone,”

do you mean you have no one?

Or do you mean that deep down inside, you don’t feel whole?

Just take a minute to think of all the battles you’ve won.

Up until now,

you’ve always felt weak.

Always being the one that has to bow.

Just because you’ve never been able to freely speak.

Well, you aren’t alone...

by which I mean you aren’t alone physically.

It’s okay to let it be known...

‘Cause you aren’t the only one that wants to be free.

The meaning of life is finding your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.

Annonymous

Tidal Waves

It looks oh so blue,

Rushing up the beach

Seeming like it’s trying to comfort me and you.

Never being too far from our reach.

It always gives off a sort of longing,

Even when we feel content.

And when this happens, it seems like there is something missing.

Which causes us to vent.

As we vent through and through,

It causes us to feel as if we are lost in a cave.

Trying to find our way out of it without a single clue.

Oh how they keep us spinning, those blue tidal waves.

Lightning

She goes hand in hand with thunder. Together, they are always looked at as an evil storm. Just because it causes us to wonder how such a bad thing can cause something so good to be born. She dances throughout the sky, showing off her beautiful dancing while her partner is playing music by her side... Yet we never seem to notice that it's happening. You'll never know when she'll strike. Her hands reaching out to the various acres of land. As she takes each step with pride. Forcing photographers to get a camera from the best brand. She makes everything worthwhile. Given the fact that she's been here since the beginning of time. Making herself never go out of style. And only letting thunder call her "mine".

Our Lord has deigned to explain this mystery to me. He showed me the book of nature, and I understood that every flower created by Him is beautiful, that the brilliance of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not lessen the perfume of the violet or the sweet simplicity of the daisy. I understood that if all the lowly flowers wished to be roses, nature would lose its springtide beauty, and the fields would no longer be enameled with lovely hues. And so it is in the world of souls, Our Lord’s living garden. He has been pleased to create great Saints who may be compared to the lily and the rose, but He has also created lesser ones, who must be content to be daisies or simple violets flowering at His Feet, and whose mission it is to gladden His Divine Eyes when He deigns to look down on them. And the more gladly they do His Will the greater is their perfection….. As the sun shines both on the cedar and on the floweret, so the Divine Sun illumines every soul, great and small, and all correspond to His care—just as in nature the seasons are so disposed that on the appointed day the humblest daisy shall unfold its petals.

Saint Therese

Some of the words you’ll find within yourself, the rest some power will inspire you to say.

Homer

I wish- I wish I could just stop feeling. Cause I care for you but I guess you just never felt the same way.... Here I am still hung up on every single word you tell me. Each look that comes my way. The sight of you makes me feel everything all over again.... No matter how much I want it to stop.

Thoughts from a Gemini girl that writes

‘When we love God because we feel we should love Him, instead of genuinely loving out of our true selves, we have forgotten who God really is.’ -Francis Chan | See more daily motivational quotes at Jar of Quotes.

“Please. All I ask is that you live and give me a chance to show you this world isn’t as ugly as you believe.” Well. I’ve been told that before. Over and over again. I want to believe that they’re right, but every time I’m told this there is always someone there to just leave again.

‘Maybe they just don’t have the piece I’ve been looking for...’ I always persuade myself as I look into that box. That small, worn down box always makes me feel like it’s a constant reminder of what I’m missing out on and all of the bad things that have happened to me. 

It’s been sitting in the same place by the window ever since I was born. They say that when you’re born you have ten little shapes and that whoever has the same one as you is either your soulmate or is someone that you care about. As for me, I only came with five. Four blue circles and a scarlet broken heart. 

The four blue circles have been taken by family members and a friend that I care about but as for the scarlet broken heart, there has never been anyone that has that same piece. I’ve always been told never to show my pieces until I know they are the one... So far the people I thought were the ones never even came close to sharing that final piece.

I wish I never had that stupid piece. It just sits there. Toying with me; rubbing it in my face that I will never be fully happy. ‘Today, today is the day I am getting rid of it.’ As I grab the box I start to think back at the times I had been right about who’s pieces were the same as mine. How much joy it brought me.... and how if I threw away this one I will never be able to feel that way again...

I start to walk out of my apartment with the bow secured tightly in my hold. I fall down as I bump into someone.

“I’m so sorry-” I begin to say as I notice that the piece is on the floor along with the now opened box. The guy I now recognized to be my neighbor right across from me helps me pick it up. 

“Hey,” he says to me as he holds onto my piece, “I have the same exact one.” I look at him in shock as I watch him take off the necklace he was wearing.

Our pieces put together made a fixed scarlet heart.

Prompt 135

“Please. All I ask is that you live and give me a chance to show you this world isn’t as ugly as you believe.”