Love.

Love...I Honestly cant tell you if it exsists..

All I Can Remember is how much it hurt..

Whether you let Yourself truely free to let Someone know your weaknesses..

Possibly is the hardest thing to do ..

My body shows yet acts upon my soul..

Im merely a ghost with feelings..

That can walk through walls.. but be completely shattered by a heart break..

My secerts are my tatttoos inked into my skin..

One i walk with confidence in everyday..

Im not afraid to show that im vase of ashes

...That once was a blossomed flower..

Ill grow again.. itll just be when the rain decides to fall again.,

Whenever I let it truely sink into my thorns..

All these memories that are slowly dripping from my eyes..will one day be that rain

that gives me LIFE. Opening myEyes that I didn’t see.

I dont need someone next to me as take a bigger step towards my future in the discovery of emotions..

Its just the realization of being able to be stable,..

See all of my memories are a lesson in which even the good stand as an experience in all there must be a first...

Reviews

[KanaDream]

You took my exact thoughts in the first half and put them on paper then you proceed to say how you don't need love to move forward and that it can even be a lesson. This is amazing! I commend this understanding. Such motivational and encouraging words! It's... It's wonderful. Amazing job!