21.08.13: Short break at the water © Wang Wang 22
The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness’ sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.
~ reposted from Melissa Polinar’s page
© Willy Inselmann
people inspire you, or they drain you – pick them wisely.
i am more settled now. of missing you even if we’ve just seen each other a few seconds. of wanting to hug you more even when i’ve just held you. of leaving you kisses even when when we’ve had hundreds. of loving you even more than what i am capable of.
you make every second that passes by worthwhile. tomorrows do not seem so dreary anymore because you make me look forward to being loved more. you make me secure in such sense that i do not need to worry about who i was or what i’ve done in my past. you make me a whole person because you’ve accepted my imperfections and made them seem so irrelevant. you’re more than who i asked for.
you lead me back to a place where my heart is secure knowing that you’re the person i can love endlessly. and vice versa…
if you loved someone, really loved them, would you let them go?
that’s the thing about pasts. they’re done. complete. ended. dried up by constant neglect. by constant trying. by constant believing that the relationship can be better.
you get tired eventually. this fighting. the trying to work out part. that sporadic distrust. the frequent making up. you get tired. both losing. both trying to figure out why. while both are fully aware of the little bits and pieces that created the outcome. there’s that. and the conflict of whether some thing is worth salvaging for – even the most minute of memories – or you’re both be better as separates.
in the end, you can only wish happiness for one another. and that’s the best resolution you can hold on to. no matter the outcome.
when i tell you i love you, i mean that with every part of my heart, because my heart belongs to you. now. it’s not much but it’s everything i have.
break ups are lame. like baking a whole batch of fish sticks and realizing the tartar sauce you bought tastes like pap smear. lame.
little lady, the world revolves, and it will again, at the end of the horizon, it will begin. the difference between letting go and holding on, is where you stand when he’s long gone. time will only tinge your smile with regret, and there will always be memory’s silhouette to remind you of what could’ve been, maybe. if only you didn’t let your heart stray free. it hurts, i know, there’s no way around that, casualties are inherent in any sort of combat. but you’re a tough one, good times will come, just wait. sometimes, being tough doesn’t mean that you’re great, sometimes being tough is just being okay.