A Story. Feelings.

I hate the feeling of being alone.

It’s so easy to get lost in some of the things that we have that are apart of our lives.

I sometimes seem to forget that it is just me.

Thinking too much. (It’s becoming a rare thing) thankfully!

But just having that want of someone else to share life with seems like a dying thing.

There are things that I think are “together” things but when left alone I feel completely lost.

Only to remind myself that it is just me.

Sometimes I do feel like it will always just me, && I halfway am accepting of that…

Even with some happiness and being hopeful… I feel as if it is just a phase.

Somethings are just never meant to be understood.

I wish I could understand most things like that though but only

Without any feeling.

No hurt. No pain. No emotion.

Just the knowledge.

No overreacting. No caring. No emotion.

It’s currently a Thursday night.

Didn’t work all day.

Did a lot of running around.

Some studying.

Alone.

Now that the time is getting closer to the end of the day.

I wish I had something going on for me.

I work a lot. && those days get missed.

I miss so many things.

But then when I have time.

More hours. Even days.

I’m usually stuck with nothing.

No one.

Just me.

Just alone.

Just debating my next move.

Still dressed.

Makeup still on.

Just want to do something. With someone.

But why does that always seem so much to ask for?

No one cares?

Why does no one care?

Running around in circles with myself trying to make sense of the smallest things.

Then it all makes sense.

It’s just me.

I remember a few years ago…

Being by myself. I felt different.

I felt. Like no one could tell me anything.

Unstoppable? Eh.

But more carefree? Yes.

Confident.

Happy.

Hopeful.

&& it honestly showed.

I don’t think anyone would of guessed that.

I’m going to get back to that time.

The better times.

I’m about to have a lot on my plate soon.

But it will be alright.

Sure it will…

Keeping in mind of the things that I want in life.

Not to settle.

&& get to everything that I want to accomplish.

Even on the days where I feel like there is no real hope.

I’ll push through it.

Alone or not.

With or without someone by my side.

I’ll do my best.

I promise.

Thanks for listening.

Forever alone ❤️

xoxoLaLa

What is Writing…

Writing is the best form of communication for me.
It doesn’t mess me up. (It has my back.)
Or have me stumbling over my own words.
It doesn’t make me look stupid or embarrassed.
Or forget important information that could be lost in the heat of a communication.

Writing to me is so powerful.
Its form really does take all!
It is beautiful in all of its glory.
&& gives all the readers a chance to take things in a new light…
Set their own tone.

Writing is there when no one else seems to be…

Writing is love.
Love that is always there for you when you need it the most.
This form fills your heart.
It makes you happy.
It makes you feel so hopeful, like nothing in this world could stop it.
It has a heart that beats along with yours forever in tune.

Writing is so playful.
It can give you the hints of the world while keeping a smile on your face.
It can be one of the most memorable times because the memories would be forever.

Writing is sadness.
It will cause you extreme hurt, pain && doubt.
This writing would make you feel so alone.
So worthless.
So helpless.

Writing to me is a song.
The words can get stuck in your head && tangled in your thoughts.
It gives off a lovely melody to satisfy your mood.
The depth of the words can bring out the best or the worst in people.

Writing is a fight.
Everyone writes, but not everyone wins.

Writing is a lesson. 
That can only be learned with commitment && time.

Writing is me.

xoxoLaLa

 

Closure

 

I think I am ready to officially be done && close this chapter in my life.
It has been a long 3 years but I think it is better if it ended this way.
I know to you it doesn’t matter much, but to me, I rather have some sort of closure.
I swear it has taken me sooo long.. way too long to even say this && actually mean it.

For once it seems like the ball was in my court.
You gave me that power.
&& for once I never returned it back to you.
I let it in limbo for a while now, you may not know this but I do.

Even thinking about certain things it makes me feel a little uneasy.
But it makes it a little better that I still hold control.
Just thinking about how different things can be for me, makes me smile a little more.

I no longer feel like I am obligated.
I no longer feel like I am being controlled.
I no longer feel like an option.
I no longer feel false hope, when we both knew the truth.

I can’t even lie && say that I am completely over it && its out of my head.
Because I am not. It still hangs around me unfortunately.
That fear is still there…
That fear of me losing myself again.. && all for what?
To be miserable?
To be alone?
To feel destroyed?

I have held back.

(until now)

I hate that thinking about it makes me question things.
Question them in a way that ends up being my fault.
But I know its not.
I seriously lost myself.

For way too long.
Happiness wasn’t a real things.
It was more like a mirage or something.
Just a click of a switch && it was back to your way.
Stupid.

I can’t wait for the day when I don’t have to look or wonder what if.
I never wanted to.
The feeling of loneliness can give you so many false images.
I hate that.

But I think I am finally going in the right direction.
Not so many sleepless nights.
Nights hoping to hear from you knowing I wouldn’t.
So many times.
So many excuses.

Never mattered.
I never mattered.
&& now I can say.
That I don’t even care.

This is my closure.
This is my truth.
This is my life.

xoxoLaLa

 

 

Questioned

I know we are not together nor were we ever together or even be together for that matter.

So why am I here?
Why have I cared so much?
Why have I waited for you almost everyday just to hear something as simple as hi!?
You know the one thing that sucks the most is that being the kind of person that I am doesn’t get you anywhere!
Caring, loyal, honest, trustworthy etc… it’s all trash.. nothing but bullshit!
It’s all made up for people like me to be used && ignored and treated like nothing!

No feelings no emotions.
No nothing!

I don’t understand why it is so hard for me to let go.
Oh wait,
I know why..
…because I am me && I am not good enough for anyone.

Not worth anyone’s time… So why am I here?

Every time when I think something is going to get better it doesn’t, but why would it?
That would be way to easy.
There are times when I wish that I wasn’t the way that I am.
I guess I am a rare breed which only makes the most sense.
I’m not lucky enough to even feel happiness or feel like it is something to be worth being so different.
I rather not give a single fuck.
Like 99.8% of the world.
Unfortunately, there will be so many missed opportunities because my heart won’t let me leave the one that I really, really liked spending time with.
But that is just a memory now.
Left in the past..
Drifted away in the wind…

One that I don’t wish to read up on again because it would honestly hurt way too much.
I am at the point where I just want it to all go away.
I shouldn’t of been so blind for so long, because who knows, I could of been a lot happier by now….
But I am also afraid to write down certain things because they are the things that I don’t wish to remember or relive…
Where is that person who is suppose to tell me that everything is going to be alright!?

 

I guess that person doesn’t exist either.

xoxoLaLa

Coming to Terms (Me Myself && I)

Sometimes, if not most of the time,
I hate that I am reminded of how alone I really am.
(I know, I know, I’m always rambling on about the same old thing, cry me a river. blah blah blah bullshit)

But seriously..

Not having that support system when you need it the most sucks.

It’s like when you feel like the world is against you && your left feeling all alone.

No one seems to be able to help, && you think that they will never understand how you feel. && it kind of hurts at times.

You think that they have no idea how there are so many things that can destroy a person.

But they do..

To think that hmm, not even family members or close friends can help you,
or be there for you because it is simply not the same thing.

But it is.

Your problems are not theirs!
So they can’t relate, or just choose not too?
You are the controller of your life.
No one is put on this earth to fix you!

But that’s life. && that is how we can think at times.

There are feelings that we get && sometimes we feel like it is just ourselves against everyone else, even when they are on our side.

We shouldn’t think that way.

I say it is me, myself && I because it is a fact.
I have been alone for years && slowly I am adjusting to it more && more each day
&& looking at the reality of what my life has become so far.

People like to say that you don’t need anyone to be happy..
Which is true to an extent, I think, but it is not always just about finding someone to make you happy…

It runs much deeper than that, && that is the thing that a lot of people seem to misunderstand…

It is about the feelings, all of them, the good, the bad && the ugly.
It is about the emotions. the happiness && the sadness.
It is about the support system, the ones that go both ways.
It is about cherishing moments that you might not have thought would ever happen if you didn’t find this other soul to take that journey with you.
It is about building. It’s about learning. It’s about living.

It isn’t just something that you can buy at the store.
It is something that just runs through your veins when everything just feels oh so right..
It is the joy we all wish to discover one day.
The life we want to lead…

Maybe.

But until then, it is just
Me, myself && I
Until we meet.
Until the time is right.
There is no need to rush.
Just take your time.

*If it is you, who feels alone.
Just remember it is not permanent.

xoxoLaLa