yours truly, its the deja vu

Every song was written for a reason. That's because someone had to say something to the person next to. Songs express feelings. They can be angry feelings, stoned feelings, love feelings, 'i care about you' feelings and the list goes on an on. It's a way of someone's saying i love you or I miss you. When our communication is poor then, I'll have a list of songs with which i will be trying to say to you I miss you, I am sorry, I was stupid, you were amazing, what we had, we never gave it the right chance.
Those songs of long lost words, I would be sending them to you every single day for a week, a month, a year, until I saw you again. But no. The truth is that he had our chance. Songs were sang while we were together. But that wasn't enough. Words are words. They are not enough if you can't hold what's yours inside your hands, your heart.
That I'm living now is a deja vu. I've already been here two times. Two painful times. Once with a blue eyed boy, once with a drummer. Now, it's the same pain running through my veins and my heart. I gotta say that this sucks. This endless deprivation I keep on having is the worst part of having lost someone. And this year was full of losses. Of all those long lost loves, kisses, I choose to not have to think about you or them again. You are not a part of my life anymore. Life keeps on moving and I have the choice to chase whats mine because I want to. You didn't do that with me then I accept that. But next time you see me, lets say I won't be the same me. I will not be yours.I choose to move on. To move past you. Move into the oblivion of life.
yours truly 

I'll be seeing you...

A love so big, so tender, so huge and open that is always there. It is there for you. You feel it in your heart, in your brain. You feel it when it comes to choosing. Its is not the right choice and you know it. It is not what your parents told you to do. But it was their mistake too. Long time ago they did the same mistake. They fell in love. Little rebels that thought they could catch the wind, they could tame fire and they could fly without any wings. Cause this is love. Not being able to feel your heart from breaking into a million pieces when you're heartbroken. When you can't be with the one your heart chose, but your mind knew it wasn't right.

Love is lack of sleep, or it is too much sleep. It's denial. It's ignoring everyone and everything in the light of day and night. It is like being barefoot when your parents told you to wear your slippers. 

It is so painful when you're feeling it. And when you're not you feel completely empty. Completely lost. It's like you don't know yourself when you're not under the rain with your other half. You're meant to be half. 

A love so big, so tender, so painful, so giving,so open, so warm. Dramatic till the end. Huge till the end. Until you see again that one person again. Until you be together again, or until you choose a different path in life, either way it is going to hurt. It is going to burn real bad. It is going to destroy you and feel you up with those beautiful and priceless emotions. Love can do that. 

A love so big, so tender, so huge and open that is always there. It is there for you. 

to know me- Self knowledge

What if you could see your soul?
What would you see?
Would you see the reflection of your mind's ideas of it, or would you really see what's in there?

We sometimes tend to make an image of ourselves. A very better image of who we really are. At last, our character is nothing compared to what we have imagined it would be.
Realisation of our true ego is better than imagining. To create the best of us, to create the best of you, you first and foremost need to get to know the true you.
Be better after knowing the parts of yourself that have to be improved.
Self knowledge is a powerful virtue. Acquire it. Make it yours.