Why is life so hard for me I tend to wonder, Yet I stop. I ponder ... realize how lucky I am for being able To cry, laugh, go crazy, be silly Be me. Forrest said, "Life is like a box of chocolates... you never know what you're gonna get." I wish it is the other way around... Aren't chocolate boxes labelled? So you know what you're gonna get! yet, flavors vary still... ...
I have this overwhelming thirst for undivided attention, love, care and validation. Is this because as a child, I went through my day with only my grandparents around? I mean, I don't despise the fact that they took care of me. I am very grateful because they did...but did that cause my anxieties as an adult? Sometimes I wake up in the night imagining my dad getting ready to leave for a couple of months' assignment in a far flung area, where there is war and chaos. I longed for his ...
As I relish my time alone, I realized how good it is to speak to your heart and hear it murmur. You whisper love to yourself and feel it radiate on your face. couldn't love yourself first? Spending my time alone keeps my soul attuned to my lover's heart...I feel his love even we're apart. Solitude is bliss...
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