There is a secret I carry deep in my heart I will lie to you when the teardrops start Hear me when I say I don’t want anyone Believe me when I say I am just simply done.
Done with love No need for that Too late for that Not worthy of that…
I don’t want your arms around me, Can’t take the chance that you will see I am empty inside Alone and cold My hope growing old My heart is growing cold
The secret you will never hear Spoken, written or whispered in your ear Is that the ache inside Grows more and more alive The fear that soon my heart will die Without someone who truly sees The emptiness inside of me The girl who truly wants to be Loved.
Held and treasured Weighed and measured Found to be more than you were ever looking for, Someone who will travel with me through that door Beyond the pain and empty life I pretend I am fine And you never ask why…
“It doesn’t matter how long we may have been stuck in a sense of our limitations. If we go into a darkened room and turn on the light, it doesn’t matter if the room has been dark for a day, a week, or ten thousand years — we turn on the light and it is illuminated. Once we control our capacity for love and happiness, the light has been turned on.”— Sharon Salzberg
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”—Neil Gaiman (via xenium)
I know on the outside I look so calm and together but inside you will never know what a wreck I am, a tornado spinning round kicking up high winds and tearing me asunder, but don’t think that means I will fall away, fall apart because my strength overrides the pain.
“I didn’t ask for it to be over, but then again, I never asked for it to begin. For that’s the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets”—