the struggles of a heart..

It's kind of funny how we all want different love stories but tend to repeat the same old cliche's because some of the best love stories are already taken. We see things happen and sometimes we know right away that "that's the kind of love story I want to live in!" My biggest flaw is my hunger and thirst..this unsettling feeling inside me.. wanting to live a story so epic, it'll be remembered! But i already have a story, and it's a nifty neat one. It's not flying to Paris for a cup of tea or a midnight swim in a clear water lake.. but it's a pretty one. It's filled with the smallest things..but it all adds up to this beautiful story untold, packed with hiding behind bushes and talking from under the covers to midnight stargazing and awkward walks in the rain. It's a comedy really..a romantic comedy about a lion who loved a lamb. Weirdly i was the lion and he was the lamb. He was someone who's demons played nice with mine and angels went...

Ever feel like you're loosing it? Like you're slowly but surely going insane.. when the slightest of remarks ignite the most majestic fires, when the shortest silence brings back a gushing flood of memories, when the conversations in your mind turn into the biggest battles.., when you're so unsure of where you stand that you give way to a few different personalities that contrast....you loose yourself. It's like pieces of you slowly disappearing... just breaking off of you, turning into sand and being blown away. All the while you're fully conscious of it but completely helpless.. with no voice to scream with and no way to ask for help..you watch yourself let go. The only witness of the death of your soul? you. In it's place you leave a scared but deadly creature..a monster.  The one thing you own from the very beginning is yourself, the person you are. The person you want to be, the things you like, the things that give you light and most importantly, things ...