Maybe the wind only blows in one direction for me; or my sun doesn't shine as bright as others.
And if my stars don't twinkle at night, how will I wish for better days?
Thinking and worrying about what COULD be, gets in the way of what SHOULD be.
Realizing I am not like everyone else. That my journey is different from others. That I should expect many to disagree and not understand.
Not everyone gets a pack of followers to help them with their quest. Some just need a few wise men to guide them, preach the truth on what will come, and pick you up when you're down so you don't give up.
She never sleeps at night unless he's there. She doesn't stress or worry in his presence. All insecurities are non-existent when they are intimate. And time stands still when they share a kiss. They tell a story in each others arms. Poems of love and desire, without saying a word. Just the rub of a cheek, a kiss on the nose, and hands intertwined. These two could start a novel. She thinks to herself "If this isn't natural chemistry, I don't know what is." Yet when they're apart, her phone doesn't ring with his name attached, and they only meet at night. So then she thinks "How can someone not know how to love, but know how to make it? Shouldn't love be shared with little effort, and be constant? I know love hurts, but is this the right kind of pain?"
I can't wait til ever sad song every chic flick, ad every romance novel no longer reminds me of you. I hope to some day stop seeing your face in my dreams or in a random crowd. I hope I stop thinking of you everyday and every night, wondering who you're with and what you're doing. To one day not give a damn whether you apologize to me or not. To not feel pain in my heart when I see a girl you messed with. To not feel the need to call you or even have your number in my phone. But most of all, I hope to somehow, someday forgive you for what you've done, so I can move on.
Sometimes I envy the people who cannot feel love, hate, or empathy towards another. For they have the power to not care, worry, or be obligated to ease someone else's pain from sadness. They care only for themselves because it is easier. It is the safest way to never get hurt.
And then, I think of how lonely their life is, and how many bridges they have burned because they always take the safe way out by not caring.
You see, we are supposed to feel, we are only human. If you feel anger, sadness, joy, love, or empathy for someone, it's not a bad thing. It only makes you human.
So, at the end of the day, I chose love. That is how I was born. It is what I know best. It's what I can give with little effort and no money needed. I realized early on, that everyone needs love.
Living a life where you feel everything from everyone is a life filled with constant headaches, tears, and rolling emotions of anger, sadness, fear and confusion. You feel used when you give your all to someone who just wanted to try you out, but not keep you. You feel angry when someone hurts you and could care less about your feelings afterwards. You feel sad and confused at the thought that someone you care so much about could do such a horrible thing an not be punished for it. The confusion of it all can bring the most heartache. For we always want answers to things we don't understand; naturally. The "why?" is what we strive to understand. But we must come to terms with the fact that we may never know why. We just have to try and move on in life, knowing that God will take care of the ones who have wronged us. This is how you keep your sanity.
The best way to get even? Oh that's easy... Just delete them from your life with no farewell. Ignore them when they try to speak to you or ask why you left. Do not care about where they are, what they're doing, or who they're with. Forget about their existence entirely. Make sure you don't give in to them either; not until you are done with your suffering. When you have finished going through your pain and sorrow, you can begin to forgive them for what they did. Once you forgive, but not forget, their existence will no longer affect you, and you will come out of it a winner.
Being alone is a vacation, a dream, a wonderland. But it can also be a lonely desert, filled with confusion, lust, and fear. I've worked so hard, for so long to find my happy place with myself; by myself. Once someone comes to crash my party, I think I will be clueless as to how to let them in, and how to let them stay. I think I've created a fierce stronghold around my heart so that I don't need anyone else to comfort it. Just me. Finally, all I need is just me....but sometimes, no, most of the time, I think I want just you more.
Someone once told me "You will have a hard life ahead with many disappointments if you continue to be honest, do the right thing, and give to others in a humble manner. The sad thing about life is that there are more bad people than good. And doing the right thing is not always popular. You will have to stand tall by yourself with few followers if you want to make a difference. Standing up to evil isn't easy, but in the end, you'll be glad you did. With or without support." They were right, I will have a hard life. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I take care of the people I love, friends or family. And no one can tell me I am wrong for standing up for myself and others. Right is right, and wrong is wrong. It's the weak minded people that prey on others for personal gain, not the ones who get preyed on. One day, God will deal with those people in a way that will shatter their life and change they way they see things. One can only wait for true karma to come for them.
It's so hard to be good, decent, and honest for some people isn't it...Many of us walk around like we have no shame in the wrongs that we do. Then many of us are ashamed for being terrible, but refuse to change. Only a few of us know what we do wrong and wish to change it, but we fear that the change will make us weak or vulnerable. What can you do to be a better person you ask? Start taking a step back to look around and see the life you've created for yourself and others. Only YOU can change yourself if YOU want to. But you have to open your eyes first.
When we begin to wonder what our life means, and what our purpose is, we begin to grow. When we start making changes and asking questions about what we want and what we deserve, we begin to understand. But the question is...Do we control our own life, or does LIFE control us?
Maybe being shy isn't such a bad thing...Interestingly enough, a lot of shy people are used to being alone, so they are seen to be more self sufficient and independent. Sine they have lived most of their life being the awkwardly quiet WALLFLOWER of society. Time spent alone has become a way of life. Therefore, you could say some shy people are actually "Naturally Independent."
No more waiting in vain on the sidelines. The time to build my life is NOW. Not later for my convenience; but NOW. And even if I don't know what I'm doing, or where I am going, I still have to try. Trying is better than doing nothing. It's better than waiting for someone to hand me a miracle.
Start fresh, or continue where you are? That is the question. My New Year's Resolution...to no longer take my life for granted. To see beyond what is given to me, and look for something better. Something JUST FOR ME. No longer will I hide behind my fears of moving on. My free spirit is calling me to do BIGGER and BETTER things. "Spirit...im listening. Im finally listening."
Just looking for a sign; a way out, up, or through. Is it through the path less traveled? Or has it been in front of me the whole time? If I am ever privileged enough to find peace of mind, I would change my bad habits to positive progress. And build my own path to tranquility.
Every night, as of late, I've been tossing and turning...my heart and my mind battling and fighting for a solution. To make a decision. To call you or text you...tell you that I am sorry...for what I said out of anger. To say I'm sorry for lying to you. Hoping you know that it was a lie, just to show you I was upset. Please know...it wasn't true. Because the truth is, I had to lie, to see if that's what I had to do to get over... you. And everything connected. But obviously, it didn't work. There are still connections lingering. Waiting to be cut. Maybe I have to burn them off...or let them fall away slowly...in time. In my own time.
After so many wrong turns and jagged paths, sometimes the only thing you can do is what you always did best.
And maybe that was your destiny all along.
I only wish to be better than I am, and better than I was. If it takes hard work, little sleep, discipline, and lonely nights, so be it.
I had it to easy as a child. I have to fight for what I want to understand the true meaning of what it's worth. I just wish I knew this before the hard knocks struck.
We tell ourselves "If he loves me, he will chase me. He will do what it takes to find me, and tell me his true feelings so I know it's real." But the truth is, that doesn't always happen. Life is not a movie. There are brave, sensitive, and romantic men out there who will realize what they lost and go get it. But if they never do, maybe it's best to leave them be. Maybe it's best to move onto someone who won't keep you as their option or their "maybe". Don't wait for nothing, and miss out on something.
When you want to say what your heart feels, but you know it won't make a difference...So you stay silent and hope you get over it in time.
Hiding your tears behind closed doors, and keeping your comments to yourself because there is nothing more to say that will help the situation.
You are done, used up, and there is nothing left.
Indeed I have made many mistakes in my life. I have hurt people before,and I have been ignorant t peoples kindness to me. I have wasted peoples time, scorned them for teaching me a lesson, ignored their wisdom about how the world works, and I have taken friends and family for granted.
But who has not done these things and more? No one is perfect, and I have never claimed to be. I can not take back the things I did when I was trying to grow up and walk the right path. But I do know that if I continue to be kind, humble, and patient, I will find peace.
I choose to let him handle my heart like it's made of steal, when in fact, it's more fragile and delicate than rose petals. He sees me as an option, a choice, and a last minute decision. I am not, nor was I ever his one and only. He just created the illusion that I was. And never have I seen such crafty acting skills in pretending he just might love me. He claims it escaped his memory to call me, text me, or even email. He draws a blank in his mind when I ask him a serious question he doesn't have the balls to answer. And he disregards my findings of his deceit by changing the subject. But who have I to blame but myself. I let him use me for sport. For game. And a quick rush of adrenaline. Sometimes I lay awake at night, thinking "Should I call him, and tell him how I feel?" But then, what will that do? It will only give him another chance to ask "Brand New" about what I'm saying, and take it as constant overreacting. What I say doesn't matter. But if I leave...and leave for a while. Maybe...If I go, he will see what he's lost.
You put a smile on my face with your presence, and when you pull me close, I know it's true. How can I deny this? You’re so perfect in every way. It's like a dream when we're together. I feel at peace, and sound in mind. My cheeks hurt because of the constant smiles. Your smile makes me want to smile. You give me such joy that i haven't known since...This seems too good to be true, but it’s not a dream, it’s the perfect "me and you". I know you see it in me when we spend time. You see the way my eyes glow for you when you’re around. We are so alike in so many ways, I didn't think it was possible. Same favorites, pet peeves, morals, and ambitions. I have found the one that makes my heart sing, and takes my breathe away. Where did you come from, my Prince? Did you fall from Heaven? Or were you sent here just for me?
I did't find my happy place until I did something I was always afraid to do. Live life on my terms, go after what I really want, and never look back. This is how I started my journey to find my purpose.
I don't have "Lover" and "Fighter" on my wrists for nothing. Those words reflect who I am, what I've been through, and what I stand for. When my time comes, and I'm dead and gone, I hope that people remember me as this: I have loved many in my life, friends, family, and lovers with all my heart. I fought for them and myself simply because it was the right thing to do. For a long time I tried to make sense of who I am and where I was going. But after a while, I realized that loving many and fighting hard was exactly WHO I was, and where I was going was always towards more blessings.
She said "I gave him my heart, and he threw it away like yesterday's trash." I replied "Did you give him your heart in the beginning? Up front? With open arms?" When she replied "yes", I already knew what had happened. She gave him her heart too soon, and that was her mistake. Because for all she knew, he just wanted her sugar, not her heart.
For the ones who work so hard to try and bring me down, shut me out, and slow me down...just know that I AM NOT GIVING UP. No matter what! You have no effect on me. So continue to drink your H8erade, put me on blast, lie about what I do and who I am, and hold a grudge against me. I shrug that off everyday and move on. Call me a fool if you want, but I know what I am and what I stand for. If you don't get it, that's a personal problem. I am trying to better myself, and be more than just "average". But to do that, I have to ignore the H8ers, and focus on what's important. I promised myself that I would be strong and stay positive til the end.
I will never be the puzzle piece that fits perfectly inside the image that life has made us think is all there is and all there will be. Never will I be the life of the party, the center of attention, or a glowing "Ms. Popularity." I won't be competitive, boastful, and vengeful like some think I should. And I can't go a single day without caring for others more than I care for myself. I am not the average. I am not apart of the norm. And I am not a follower. My personality, my spirit, and my mind is my own; no one else's. I realize that I will never truly be accepted by my peers, friends, or family as someone who is highly sociable and "well liked". Wisdom comes with a price. Having high-standards is both a blessing and a curse. And knowing that you will never really fit in is a hard burden you carry on your back that no will understand but you. We all bleed the same color, yes, indeed we do. But that obviously doesn't mean we are treated with the same level of respect as the ones that "follow the crowd".
No one understands your mind, and most people take your silence the wrong way. Even if you mean well, it doesn't read that way on your face. And as many times as you try to be the "Social Butterfly" in the room, it never goes the way you plan. You end up being overlooked and ignored. Feeling invisible. Is this the life you are given for being Introvert? And will there ever be balance to your life?
If he loves you, he will do what it takes to be with you. He will do what is needed to keep you. Your sadness is his sadness. Your struggle is his struggle. Your feelings mean something to him. What concerns you concerns him too. If this isn't happening, it's not a partnership, it's just two people DEALING with each other; nothing more.
Silly of me to think that I could help you grow and make you bloom. Your desire is to just sit tight and wait it out. Like a fish with a shark on it's tale. But that's not me. I don't have time for it. And I know that I would hate to be with someone who is too weak to speak his mind and take chances. You are a coward in love; and you need to be with someone who will be cowardly with you. But that girl ain't me.
Show me my real reflection. And don't worry, I am ready to see myself. Cause' I forget that sometimes I can be a demanding Tyrant. With no regard for someone's feelings and efforts. Sometimes I can be defensive, stubborn, and uncooperative. But can you blame me? Please, cut me some slack. So many people try to get to know me, I show them my soul, then they know me, then they take advantage, then there is misunderstanding, then they get to really know me, and they don't like it, then...my real reflection comes out. Because that's all I have left to show. The kind-hearted soul that I know I am gets lost, and I become intolerant to games and deceit. Guess I'm at a loss. Tyrant it is.
The Bold and the Beautiful are making moves and growing wings. For the time has come to chase new dreams.
And if they try their very best, they might just soar above the rest.
And if the conquer more than planned, the "Haters" will become their fans.
Some people are only in your life temporarily. And they are only there to give you a taste of reality, teach you a lesson, or give you a little push to start your journey.
Of course, sometimes we get attached to that person, naturally, and we think they are here to stay with us.
We always find out the hard way that they don't.
God gives you blessings when you least expect it. Angels can not be seen, but you know they're there.
When you need a helping hand, and it seems like the worst has come to break you, God gives you the glue to put yourself back together.
But this time, you are stronger and wiser.
I almost let it break me, and I almost lost my peace, but God wouldn't let me give up that easy. I have been through so much, and I have felt the max of every blow. But I am still here, kicking and fighting to be better. All of these things that have hurt me will make me stronger. And maybe one day, I will tell my story and laugh. Because I will know that even when I thought I was drowning and finished, I always had an extra paddle to get me back to shore. And with that, I say "I was gone for a minute, but now I'm back. I can do this, I am worth it. I do deserve it. God has a plan for me, I know it.
All I know is that instead of sitting around doing nothing, complaining about how unhappy I am with my life, I needed to get up and start working on myself. I wanted to try and make myself better while searching for what truly makes me happy and successful at the same time. Why let life pass me by without trying to do the unknown? "What If I succeed?" is better than saying "What If I fail?".
It's my time, and I need to take it while I am still young. I realized that life is too short to not try and follow your dreams. Everyone was meant to do something great, and I am on my mission to find what I was meant to do for the world.
JUST DO IT! Be brave, be bold, be ABSOLUTELY AMAZING! Go out, have fun, get a drink, party hard. But most of all, enjoy life. Your youth won't last forever, so you might as well take life by the horns and make it worth your while. Think of it like this "This is my time, and I'm going to live everyday like it's my last. Because I know that if I don't, I will wish I did when I get older." You don't want to have those "I could've...." and "I should've..." thoughts later on in life. The time is now, so take it, and live your life as YOU want it. Life is too short to miss out on things.
Let go of what hurts me, let go of what makes me angry, sad, and lonely, and moody. Change my relations; change who my heart beats for. Who my heart wants, and needs. Look beyond what is comfortable, and look to what’s better. I must do what’s right for me. But how can I let go of someone who cares so much, but doesn’t give enough. I hate to break hearts, this is true. But is there really a heart to break? It's hard what I must do, but damn, I want my happiness too. I can't let him slip through my fingers, I want to hold on longer. Maybe just friends, maybe from a distance, maybe just sometimes and not all the time. Maybe he feels the same way, and I will have no more worries. But what if he doesn't? Will my heart sink down to the bottom of the ocean, or will I be able to shake it off and move on?
I have been told that miracles do happen. They are real. And they do have significance. No matter who you are, and where you come from, miracles do happen. But it's funny that when you need a miracle the most, in your time of need, it doesn't happen the way you want it to. But maybe this is because the miracle you want at that time will not actually help you or fix things. Maybe what you are asking for will hurt you or prolong your pain. Sometimes when we are desperate, we can not think clearly and we can't comprehend what we really need to do to fix the situation. I believe this is why they say "just give your problems to God, and he will fix them".
If you wanna be the BEST, be the BEST. If you wanna be a ROCK STAR, be a ROCK STAR. Dream big, reach for the stars, and set goals for yourself. No one made it BIG that wasn't SMALL before. But remember it takes hard work to obtain greatness. If you believe in yourself and dedicate your strength to reaching your goals, the rest will fall into place. BE FEARLESS!
I was tired of waiting for a miracle...tired of making excuses for you. I think I got "making me happy" confused with "making me comfortable and complacent". A long time ago, I couldn't bare the thought of being alone and I felt the need to hold on to any and everyone. Now it's different; I'm different. I'm fine with being alone, but I'm also ready to move on to bigger and better things. I'm ready or new adventures, and I'm ready to take more risks. Thank you for pushing me to be positive. When I finally tried it, I changed for life.
Break away from being content and complacent. Lead yourself out of your comfort zone by trying something new. Let go of what you think life is supposed to be, and start enjoying life as it is. Walk away from the people and things that are negative and are on a mission to hurt you. Find peace within by taking the time to learn more about YOU and what makes YOU tick. In doing these things and more, you will be on right path to happiness. Life is too short to spend it all being unhappy, negative, and closed-minded. Everyone deserves a little sunshine in their lives. But why not make your own? It's so much better to become your own SUNSHINE.
Beautiful stranger, where have you been? I seem to have crossed your path, now and again. I can't really say WHO noticed WHO first; or how I have come to fall for your curse. But I can surely say, with an open heart, that there's something warm and gentle about you, and I have to take part. I didn't realize at first, how captivating you would be. Until we locked eyes in the park that day, and I felt serenity.
What are we here for, if we are not supposed to live life AS ourselves and FOR ourselves...People constantly try to tell you how you should live your life, and what type of person to be. But isn't following exactly what they say a form of living the type of life they deem to be correct? Should we live our life the way we want to and do what's best for us? Or should we follow what the experts say, and live the life they want? After all, who really knows how to live life accordingly anyway, when life itself is so unpredictable, and we as humans, are just passing through.
After a while, we start to look at things differently, once we grow up. Maybe with more of a realistic open mind, or a way to look for the HOW or the WHY in life. Who will we become if we do this? Where will we go if we do that? The questions of adulthood start to race through our minds and it makes us have anxiety about our future, instead of being positive about the unknown.
Ignore the people who create a sworm of negativity around you. They have nothing better to do than to try and make your life miserable simply because they don't like you. And if you let them get to you; down to your inner core; you have let them win. You have given them your vulnerability and it will ruin you. So, don't let them win. Be the exception and move on. Smile when they stare at you. Laugh when you hear them talk shit behind your back. And most of all, and hardest of all, try to still respect them even though they really don't deserve it. In doing his, YOU WIN.
I waited for you ya know...for years and years, I waited. Someone like you was worth waiting for; or so I thought. So when you finally came, I took it upon myself to open my heart and let you in. Faster than I ever did with anyone else. And just like a poacher finds his prey, takes what he needs, and uses it for profit...you came, you saw, and you conquered. And in the end, you benefited from my good spirit and honest heart, while I was left with an empty space where my heart used to be....thanks for the visit.
Stop blaming yourself for losing something that wasn't meant for you to keep anyway.
It is true; nothing lasts. But only the blessings meant for YOU will have a real impact in the time frame you are given.
Be hopeful of what is to come...For it will be a far greater gift than the ones you have had before.
We are the creators of our lives... For we control the outcome of our future and the rhythm of the present.
We're were made to have a purpose, and that purpose is designed by us.
We make our own destiny, and we are meant for so much more than we think.
We just have to dream it.
And because he would rather live in a world with no trust and no commitment, he lost the only woman who would give him everything; if he just asked, it would be done.
She would love him forever if he just loved her back. But maybe it's not meant to be. Maybe she wasn't what he wanted.
If he only spoke his mind, she would be whatever he needs her to be. Then maybe be wouldn't feel the need to go fishing the next best thing.
One way to maker sure the ones who hurt you don't ever get the chance to do it again is to ignore them.
Make them think you don't exist. Never answer their calls, don't except their friends requests, don't reply to their emails, don't speak of them, and don't fall the same ol' "How are you doing?" and "I miss you." crap.
Make them feel horrible inside for what they did to you by giving them the silent treatment. Let them see what it feels like to lose someone special and never get them back because of their selfishness.
Silence can be a killer to those in the wrong, and it can change a person without raising a finger.
We are all broken in some way. Some of us have a chip, others have a crack. But when we become shattered, the weight of the world takes over, and we lose control.
A harsh blow can shatter a strong loving heart and leave it bitter. But it only takes one soft touch of love to build a better one, and we are instantly given another chance to love again. The way we should, and the way we are meant to.
When life decides to crush your dreams; make new ones. When you see that someone needs to be loved; give it. When your so called "friends" start to betray you; leave them alone. When someone tells you "You can't do that!"; show them how it's done.
Above all else, no matter what happens, or who takes you for granted, stay grounded, find peace, and smile. For smiling gives off positive energy to everyone around you.
What was presented to me in the beginning is no longer present now. Thought you were the light at the end of my day, and my sunrise in my morning. My lover and my fighter, my defender and my rock. I finally see you for what you really are. A foolish cowardly boy, too stupid and blind to notice what blessings are right in front of him. But worst of all, you are the shadow that continues to haunt me. Since the damage you caused can not be fixed in a day, a month, or a year. And I often wonder when people will find out how terrible of a person you really are. Since you never apologized; oh no, you just ran away with your tail between your legs. When karma comes to bite you in the ass, I will be watching from afar...laughing. You see, by the time you realize you could have had a WOMAN instead of a GIRL, I'll be gone.
For a second there, I thought I was your all. Wondering where we go from here. Is it too late to keep you as a friend, or has our love for each other gone far enough? If I put my head against your chest and tell you I love you, will it mean the same to you as it did before? Maybe each time life throws it blows, our love loses a point in the game. But who's to blame for the negativity surrounding us; the Devil himself, or the person who let him in? It's hard to blame you, but easier to blame the evil one. And why not, it only seems fair.
Come fly with me and we can conquer the world and build confidence together. Come see what you have been missing. Listen to the wonders of the world; lying on the beach, under the sun, while the cool breeze blows beneath you and under you. Feel your inner calm come alive and breathe in the air of freedom and pure happiness. I’ll be there watching you smile from a distance.
Where have you been? Behind the curtains? In the shadows? Mixed in the crowd? Have you always passed me up, or did you come on a mission, looking for me? I wonder if you were ever behind, next to, or near the others, waiting for your chance. If so, you could have raised your hand to say "hello". I would have found you in that crowd, smiling at me from afar. Waiting for me to be ready to love you.
When you finally just let go, you really will feel better. When you finally let your heart mend, you will move in from your troubled past. The future will no longer scare or intemidate you. You will stronger than ever. No one is going to understand your situation but you. No one will feel the weight lifted off but you. No will see everything for what it really is but you. Once you let go, your life will change.
Green and yellow in the morning, blue in the afternoon, and black and white in the evening. I start off painting a positive scene for the day, but then a splash of stress comes across my canvas, ending with a background of uneasy anxiety. Could it be that I don't start my day with enough sunshine, smiles, and daisies. Or maybe it's the colors I use, since they both make the color of sadness by lunchtime. But whatever color I have by mid-day; bright, bold, or true, I always end up in between light and dark by days end. Maybe I need a larger canvas to paint a rainbow...
Beautiful Stranger, where have you been? I think I've seen you before, but I can't recall when. Your voice sounds familiar; charming and honest. I think we spoke before, maybe in a park or in a forest. Your smell brings a memory, of autumn leaves and fall air. It makes me feel weak, just to see you, and have you near. You came out of nowhere to this masquerade ball. Probably on purpose, just to make my heart fall. I've asked everyone here, if they knew who you were. But no one has a clue, and no one's seen you before. I guess it's just fate, that me and you met. For tonight is like a fantasy, so it must be kismet.
Take life by the horns and make it yours. If you are afraid of pushing forward to new heights, use that fear to give you strength to do what it takes to be great. If you have a dream, chase it. If you have a goal, make it happen. Period. We all want the same thing ya know...and that is, to be somebody. KEEP DREAMING!
Every now and then I have dreams about what my life used to be. I think about the person I used to be and how miserable I was. I eventually wake up and compare it to what my life is now, and I feel blessed. How far can I go with changing my life for the better? What comes next in making better life choices that help me in the future? I think I will just continue to listen to my conscience and hope for the best.
Why do we love the ones that are hopeless? Is it because it is more entertaining, or more exciting to love someone that can never be ours? Is it the chase? Is it the lust? Do we like the feeling of rejection? The feeling of doubt and loneliness is apparent in every thought of them. This makes us hopeless ourselves. But are we Hopeless Romantics, or are we Hopeless Idiots? Forced to be lonely for years to come because we will never have what we really want.
What do you do when you are no longer inspired? No longer seeing magic in the trees, and vibrations through their leaves. No longer hearing whispers of wisdom in the air...nothing. I mean, what will it take? A good slap of reality? Another stab at my broken heart? A loss of someone close? What will it really take? Or maybe I should ask...what do I need to change? What can I afford to let go of to regain my inspiration? Oh yes...it's coming to me now...I need to let go of you.