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A Reflection
In the past I spoke these words:
I don't know why this makes me cry
I love you so much, but this I know:
If I can't be with you as just a friend
Then its doomed to not work, at the end of this race
and I just can't keep up with the pace.
Thoughts of you lying, running through my mind and I
can't help but think these things, but I don't want to pry.
Questions like this run through my mind, do you lie?
Will you avoid me? and its becoming harder for me to trust
Though I've been trying my hardest to resist
I'm pushing you away- what I have with others,
well its rare for those that know to know in the first place,
the deep, dark secrets of my broken heart
My secret doubts, my so very secret pain
all the way deep down inside my very secret mind.
These words that were spoken so long ago,
the words I read on very old paper today
is still very much poignant still- but there is change
and the difference is so entirely stark
I can tell I've come so far out of the dark.
Back then I couldn't have known, I didn't know
what love truly was but today I do know- I've been made aware
of how my family loves, my friends love, my Jason loves
and this new love I've found isn't "just because".
Old hurts and very old memories tell me that now, I can see.
I can see much more clearly, very.
And I've learned that growth is equivalent to pain
And pain can sometimes seem like an ever constant downpour of rain
It rains on me constantly,
and I will continue to let it constantly change me.
I don't know why this makes me cry
I love you so much, but this I know:
If I can't be with you as just a friend
Then its doomed to not work, at the end of this race
and I just can't keep up with the pace.
Thoughts of you lying, running through my mind and I
can't help but think these things, but I don't want to pry.
Questions like this run through my mind, do you lie?
Will you avoid me? and its becoming harder for me to trust
Though I've been trying my hardest to resist
I'm pushing you away- what I have with others,
well its rare for those that know to know in the first place,
the deep, dark secrets of my broken heart
My secret doubts, my so very secret pain
all the way deep down inside my very secret mind.
These words that were spoken so long ago,
the words I read on very old paper today
is still very much poignant still- but there is change
and the difference is so entirely stark
I can tell I've come so far out of the dark.
Back then I couldn't have known, I didn't know
what love truly was but today I do know- I've been made aware
of how my family loves, my friends love, my Jason loves
and this new love I've found isn't "just because".
Old hurts and very old memories tell me that now, I can see.
I can see much more clearly, very.
And I've learned that growth is equivalent to pain
And pain can sometimes seem like an ever constant downpour of rain
It rains on me constantly,
and I will continue to let it constantly change me.
Published 20th Jun 2015
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To me, to fail isn't failure, it's an amazing opportunity of courage. Knowing the next time I fail, if I heeded well & took appropriate action first, well next time I just might succeed. Imagine all the possibilities???? Self-enrichment is always an awesome feeling, I'm so happy that you have learned that & are reaping your just rewards! You go you & your powerful self💃! I'm so happy for you😎! SURVIVOR➰
23rd Nov 2015 11:09pm
Survivor, you continue to bless me with such kind words!
Thank you so much for the encouragement! Here's to continuing growth and may we both reap the endless benefits of self-efficacy! <3
Thank you so much for the encouragement! Here's to continuing growth and may we both reap the endless benefits of self-efficacy! <3
