Bare with me
Why should i hold a grudge , why should i be mad. Why would i for that matter keep thinking of the times i once had. It’s in the past and it is a fact … right or wrong it doesn’t matter, it is better to let go … Cause holding on to it will only bring more sorrow… For sure it will leave a scar behind but don’t they say time heals all wounds? In a strange way it brings you closer of finding a true soul "a piece" that makes the puzzle more complete… Someone whom you could call your own … A beacon in dark times the one whom you will fight for … Standby through the bumpy rides of life throughout the many storms… It doesn’t matter cause once it’s past you know true love exists … People tend to talk about the quantity of relationships they’ve been through … But shouldn’t the quality of a relationship count …. Why does cheating exist, why do people always think more is better? What happened to sincerity , honousty , devotion , loyalty … Did they al just fade away like snow in the sun … I look around and see happiness make way for sadness .. Break ups followed by breakdowns … The true meaning of love is yet so far to be found … But deep down inside, a small light flikkers , like a clear North star in the Dark Night … I hope and pray that one day i’ll meet that special person … Is it just a hopeless dream? I don’t think so cause if i exist then why shouldn’t there be a female version of me? The past relationships don’t count anymore … Distance can keep people apart but not if they are close to your heart … It just wasn’t meant to be and there is nothing to be mad about that … How crazy people may call me In a strange way i understand … Let bygone’s be bygone’s and go on living the way you want to … Perhaps or maybe when you least expect it love will find it’s way to you …
