Dream Life

 I want you to know what it feels like to be in love with the life that you are living. I want you to know what it feel like to wake up in the morning and be grateful for another day, every day. I want you to have all of the energy you need to live the life you want to live. I don't want you to be scared of the unknown--I want you to see the unknown as a beautiful puzzle that you will be able to build on your own. You are capable of building your dream life--one that you look back on in the future and are completely in awe of. I don't want you to look back and regret not making the move you doubted you could do. You can do  anything. Start by believing in what you don't believe you are capable of. Start by letting go of the strings attached to your past. Start slowly. It won't happen all at once but it will happen as it needs to. Please, don't doubt yourself and remember you don't need anyone else to believe in you for your dreams to come true. You deserve to be...

                                                                        Find a guy who calls you  beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty witjout makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you...The one who turns to his friends and says, ' that's her".

                                       You have come so far. You have learned to let go of what was not right for you. You have learned to step out of the boundaries of your worries, believing that in time, it all would be woven together beautifully. It has not been an easy road, but it has opened your eyes to all of the possibilities of what this life could be, even in your uncertainty. So continue to give your all. In all things great and small, continue to see that even in your thankless, unnoticed work, you are still sowing seed. You are still making mindful and intentional steps towards where you were meant to be. You are still living a life filled with  meaning. There might be days where you feel that your work is in vain, and there might be moments where you do not know what to do with all of  the sudden change, but you are wrapped in  endless, boundless grace all th...

                                                                        The most attractive thing about you should have less to do with your face and body, and more to do with your heart and how you treat other people. Let's face it, we see an appearance first and have our first impression based on an appearance. Our appearance is where we can hide behind. But an appearance does not say anything about a character. Nowadays it seems that we judge each other on our appearance, who we are and what we stand for does not seem to matter. No effort is made to get to know the person behind an appearance. It is our own mental attitude which makes the world what it is for us. Our thoughts make things beautiful, our thoughts make things ugly. Not our eyes. The whole world is in our minds. Learn to see things in prop...

                                                                                  The sky is so tragically beautiful It is the graveyard of stars; It doesn't hurt but it leaves the scars, Not just on mind but the whole human soul Not just it control, but the heart that it stole. Maybe that's what life has to  give, But this should not stop you to relive! Cause without pain, How would you know joy; It builds you up and just believe, that it does not destroy. All you need to have is faith, Cause once it was said that life is 'fickle finger of fate', Believe in yourself because you yourself are your true mate.

  all day everyday. I want to hold your hand when we go walking. I love looking into your eyes as you look into mine. I smile every time I see you smile. My god I'm so in love with you. Each moment spent with you means everything to me. I hate when I'm away from you. I love the feeling I get when you wrap your arms around me and I like how you smile when I pull you closer. Being in your arms cuddling together watching the world go by is just beautiful to me, I could do it forever. I just want to be with you.

                                               i always thought it would be difficult to find someone who will love me when i'm always scattered in a thousand pieces it's like trying to complete a puzzle when you don't even know if you have  all the right pieces but then you showed me that every piece doesn't have to be place to create something beautiful that love can exist in the most imperfect lost and broken people and i promise you that love will be just as beautiful. if you're in a thousand pieces or just one.

                                          Who told you that your shyness doesn't make you strong? Who told you that the way you are is limited and wrong? Inside you lies a silent strength that rests behind your eyes. It can notice people bluffing and can see between two lies. Your quiet is a shield with which you guard a loyal heart, and in a world full of false-heartedness the way you guard it is an art. Shyness doesn't mean that you don't live your life out loud; it means that you have strength and for that I hope you're proud.

                                        I guess you could call me broken, says one. I'm still lonely, says another, but now I can name it with a song. In my poem, says another, I can forget I am forgotten. Now I understand being misunderstood, says another. And another says, in a bold, undeniable voice of power, I won't step down from myself again. And they are beautiful, beautiful, standing one by one at the mic where they have come forth at last from behind the curtain.

                                            the sun is setting and i can't see it because the clouds are in the way. but that's okay. you've already shown me the fear of when something beautiful disappears. without a goodbye, without knowing why. i try to see through-to the sun, to you. but you're clouded with pride. you hide until you fade from view. it's true that goodbyes are painful. but now you must explain to my heart why you had to depart and take away your warmth and your light. i fight the darkness every night, and i wish i was brave, but i am afraid that the sun will never rise. it wasn't wise to give you so much power over me. you see, now there's not enough left to generate electricity. and i'm scared and stumbling in the clod but i'm told that my body will adjust. it must. it's just learnt not to trust.

  One night she took, her memories out, and hung them in the sky, She hooked one on every distant star, and as they burned down into scars, she knew that's how she wanted them to stay, beautiful but faraway.                                             

                                             i know right now you feel broken like a pile of shattered glass. as though your wishes are all strewn like dandelion seeds in the grass. i know you feel like a snowflake tumbling wildly on its fall. you had hoped for a soft landing but you're still swept up in it all. bur your dreams aren't birthday candles that you have one chance to blow. and failure isn't permanent- it just gives you room to grow. the earth has its tragedies too, but it's still a beautiful place. just look at all the miracles staring you right in the face: broken windows can be repaired. brand new dandelions can sprout. and flames can be reignited even when you blow them out. it's the world's way of telling you you're going to be just fine. all you have to do is give it a bit of time.

                                      At the end of the day, if someone wants to be in  your life, they will be, Truly - they are capable, they will make the effort , they will show up. If they do not - let that be your closure. However, you do not have to hate them. You do not have to remember their contribution to your life as anything but beautiful. Do not ruin them in your mind, do not grip until you feel resentment. Instead, love them without attachment. Love the lessons they taught you. Wish them well every single time you think about them. Miss them, but do not ache for them to come back. If the people in your life left because they were not ready to value you, or love you, or be there for you, do not wish for them back, do not ask for them to be more than they can be at the moment. Wish for them to figure themselves out. Wish for them grow. They are on their own journey - a journe...

                                        I barely know you , she says, voice heavy with sleep. I don't know your favorite colors or how you like your coffee. What keeps you up at night or the lullabies that sing you sleep. I don't know a thing about the first girl you loved , why you stopped loving her or why you still do. I don't know how many millions of cells you are made of and if they have any idea they are part of something so beautiful and unimaginably perfect. I may not have a clue about any of these things but this- she places her hand on his chest - this, I Know.

                                       When you start losing yourself in huge and noisy crowds, trusting people for who you believe they are rather who they say they are, believing in kindness and compassion so much, you start to think that every human you meet is as kind and as compassionate as you are.                                          When you find yourself slipping away into the pit of darkness after you thought you conquered all your demons, feeling anxious before making an order even when you have rehearsed it 10 times, pouring your heart out to a stranger, but making enemies out of all the people you know. When you find yourself, giving people a 100 chances before they break you into millions of pieces, slashing one of your arms' cause you can't bear the sight of someone ...