You know when you start out friends, every little joke is hilarious then everything he does annoys you, then finally one day you look at yourself and think, Damn, I fell in love.
Its so weird and confusing that when I say I dont know what to do I
really mean it. One minute youre making me laugh out loud like no other
guy can, and the next I just want to get up and leave because you tick
me off so much.
do you ever sit and think what if? what if you had never said the first hello, or what if your paths never crossed?
what if you had just five more minutes? what if you could turn back time and make it all stand still?
where would you be: Better. Worse. Less confused. More confused. Happier. Or sadder. Or together. Just what if.
't Leven is raar. Je ontmoet personen, beleefd er mooie tijden mee en dan moet je afscheid nemen.
Soms zit het leven tegen en voel ik me alsof iedereen me haat, terwijl er wel nog mensen om me geven.
Soms moet je afscheid nemen van mensen waar je om gaf, mensen die ineens verdwenen zijn uit je leven.
Je moet genieten van élk moment in je leven en dankbaar zijn dat je
mag en kan leven. Het leven is korter dan je denkt. Alles is zo
kwetsbaar, alles kan weg zijn in een flits. Soms word je zo stil, elke
regendruppel is dan een gedachten in je hoofd. Elke traan die je ooit
laat is een teken van hoe levendig je wel niet bent en gevoelig.
Probeer gelukkig en blij te zijn met wat je hebt. Want zonder je het beseft wordt het dierbaarste ontnomen in je leven.
missing you is something, I feel every moment, it's like a little piece
of sadness that I carry around with me. and when I stop with what I'm
doing to take a moment to think of you, there's an emptyness, that fills
me up inside but along with the sadness, there are wonderfull memories
and when I think of all those special times we've had, I can't help but
smile. in the middle of the sadness, it's then that I realize... that I
would rather feel the pain of missing you, then loosing a single memory
of you and me together.
if I died tonight, how many people would care? how many people would
know? how many people would wish they had me back? how many people would
regret being assholes? how many people would wish they loved me more?
how many people would wish they loved me less? I wonder, how many ..
Hey! This is my blog page, I'm gonna post poems, texts, lyrics, my thoughts, my feelings, things I find beautiful, .. all kinds of stuff. I post something whenever I want , so it depends from it =) O yeah, sometimes I post in English, and sometimes in Dutch .. So I hope you're gonna like my blog .. much love, xoxo
