first you must know a little background.
what is the greatest love story ever told? how does it begin? oh simple… a guy meets a beautiful girl. No matter the love story, it will be something along those lines.
what comes next you might ask? well, a better question is... who gives a damn? love is what you make of it, and your view of love is formed from what your experiences have taught you. love, to me, means trusting in the things that don’t seem possible. it means compromising on certain things to make a relationship work. it is enjoying every second that you spend with the person you love. so you can never look back on and feel time was wasted. most of all love it remembering to hold on to the moments that take your breathe away, and know those moments will shape you and form you, even if you never see that person again.
i believe in memories. i feel its a tangible way to see the accomplishments and the failures… no matter how difficult they are, i will never deny my memories. i am proud of where i am… and i am proud of how i got here. No regrets. i had a friend with a hoodie that said that. that same friend made me have the best and worst times of my life. but… i wouldn’t trade a moment. oh and trust me… a lot of what happened between us was a mistake. but he was not a mistake. his smile could change my whole day, and the goofy ways he found to cheer me up just turned my day inside out, from flowers, to drives, diet lemonade from chik-fil-a, letters, dancing, to just picking the perfect song for the moment… and of course tons of things i couldn’t even mention.
i was a girl who wanted everything and got what i wanted. that boy was perfect for that girl… but then again i am not that girl anymore. but those memories can never be erased. so now i have a question…
why are you trying to forget peanut? why do you insist on forgetting what i meant to you? i am a part of the past… God calls us to learn from our mistakes and move on, but never forget, for that would be foolish. did you tell her like I always said was going to have to happen? i sure hope so.
no matter the pictures you erase. no matter the comments you delete on facebook, or even the fact we aren’t “friends” anymore. it will never change the truth. it cannot change history.
deny all you want… but it wont get you anywhere. it will fester and eventually drive you nuts. suck it up peanut… deal with the truth.
our place... from the first day to the last.
"i am heaven sent,
don't you dare forget.
i am all you've ever wanted,
what all the other boys all promised.
sorry i told. i just needed you to know.
i think in decimals and dollars.
i am the cause to all your problems,
shelter from cold. we are never alone.
coordinate brain and mouth.
then ask me whats it like to have
myself so figured out.
i wish i knew.."
oh i know. ;)
enjoy.
hillary elizabeth.
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