"They say, “Don’t love people who don’t love you back”, “Don’t be too nice to people or they will take advantage of you”. I say, those things don’t matter to me. Take advantage of me, don’t love me back, so be it. As long as I’m always doing my best to be there for people, that will suffice. I don’t need to be rewarded. I don’t need the gratitude, the appreciation, the love in return. That’s egotistical. I rather take all the hurt, and the blows if it means the other person at stake is saved. I love, I understand, and I help because it is who I am. It’s my nature. I’ll give up my pride just to make sure you’re happy. No matter what. I will always be there. I will make myself look weak, stepped over, and abused just to be able to give my love at its fullest. Because the “weakness” is a mere illusion, a misconception and an ego driven state of mind. The only truth that is everlasting is Love. And that’s the only truth I will abide to."
Showing posts with label getting hurt from loved ones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label getting hurt from loved ones. Show all posts
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
For the one love who will never be, I now set you free
Why should I be with you if there's pain and sorrow? Why should I dream with you if there's no tomorrow? Now my soul is badly wounded because of being reckless. Is it not enough that I've suffered? The tears I've shed is endless. I know there is reason to breathe. In this life there is hope underneath. For destiny will not lead us to each other, Nor fate will not allow to let love linger, if we are not meant to be together. For you and I will live forever and the moments we'll share will be remembered...
- Sheryl Caparas
- Sheryl Caparas
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
A parable of ones life so hurt for caring
How much can one truly endure?
This tepid, tremulous life of couture.
When truly society has become the trappings of this accursed life,
all the while slicing through me with a knife.
O` our loved ones do we love,
but they give us the cold shoulder and shove.
How we lament the old simple days,
where ideas and respect would blaze.
The youth today are of no hope,
not asleep are they but in a coma of dope.
The calamities of this world, befall for 2 things:
the hands that reap and the tongue that lashes and stings.
It is said - a tongue has no bones but its already strong enough to break a heart.
It is this heart broken soul who has been left by his beloved torn apart.
My cursed beloved is the chaos serpent snake Apep,
will she be slayed like it was by the Heliopolis cat of Ra as kept?
For she is my greatest love I take,
yet ye shares the deceptive enmitous qualities of the accursed snake.
For the vile venom that spews out of her mouth crowing,
ye doesn`t realize the destruction one is sowing.
The lies, deception, disrespect & betrayal she joins upon,
The lies, deception, disrespect & betrayal she joins upon,
leaves me weak and unable to hang on.
Alas, let her and her circle be of ignorant bliss,
as I depart them with a parting kiss.
To your life and mine,
as I take my rightful place above the line.
— RSA
The worst type of crying is the silent one ...
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when everyone is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to scream. The one where you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet. The one where you can't breath anymore. The one that you realize that the person that meant the most to you, is gone...
- Sofie Christie
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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