Rewriting The Stars

The thudding in my chest Increasing, Getting louder and more urgent  Whenever you're around Whenever you touch me.  My heart must like you, It seems to try  To escape to you when you're near.  It gets nervous and skips a beat, Though my brain is telling it no.  My heart- How it pains me Whenever you go, Whenever I realize I can't have you.  Is this pain what it's like to feel again? Is this what it feels like to let my walls down again? Is this what it's like to let my heart free from its prison once again?

Just because you have fallen, my angel, doesnt make you  any less beautiful or amazing than you were before. 

Shattered like everything- the glass from  the window littered the floor after the storm I caused tore threw the house. Broken on the floor, shards reflecting your grim expression daring you to say I'm fine, daring you to ignore the intensity of my insaneness, daring you to make the usual excuses.

What they didn't tell you is "Happily Ever After" always end in sweet disaster. The fairy go mothers and fancy dresses move on to new naive princesses. The true love and 'eternal' happiness fades away to nothingness. It never lasts, like you have been told it will- it just doesn't exist. "Happily Ever After"- just a lie they tell to foolish dreamers like myself.

Love... I use that word so often, hear it said so many times "I love those shoes!" "OMG I love you for doing that!"  So how am I supposed to believe it when a guy says he loves me when that phrase means literally nothing anymore? How am supposed to know he means it?

And even though I miss you so much it physically hurts, I'm going to let you go. I'll open the fucking door for you to walk out of my life, because it seems like I'm spending all of my energy on trying to keep someone in my life that doesn't seem to want to be in it.

Stop checking the phone for the text that may not get sent. Stop fretting about the mail for the letter that is likely to arrive. Stop annoying people for the conversation that should come next. Stop worrying about the things that may or may not happen. Life will go on whether or not you are on board. People will ignore, then apologize, and if they don't, you'll move on. People will die and forget to tell you and you will learn to accept it. Conversations you feel are necessary either will happen or won't. If they don't, try to breathe, it's okay. Shit happens so don't stress yourself. Problematic things happen, nothing you can say or do will ever change that. all you can do is accept it, look on the bright side, and make things happen the way you want. Make this life yours and stop dwelling on the less desirable aspects.