Dream Life

  At the end of the day, I just want to be proud of the person I have become.  I want to be proud of the love I gave-of the way in which I risked my heart despite being hurt. I want to be proud of the effort I showed those I cared about; I want to know with a ruthless certainty that I showed up as much as I could, that I made people feel seen, that I made those around me feel less alone in this chaotic world. I want to be proud of my life-of the way I healed, of the way I made mistakes and learned from them, of the way I felt every thing even when it wasn't convenient or comfortable. I want to  be proud of the way I get, of the way I let go, of the way I pushed myself to be a better person. At the end of the day, I just want to be a able to say without hesitation that I lived my life, that I did not just take a back seat to my pain, or to my flaws, or to whatever hardships came my way. I want to be able to say that I am proud of the way I survived. I want too be able to s...

  At the end of the day, I just want to be proud of the person I have become. I want to be proud of the love I gave- of the way in which I risked my heart despite being hurt. I want to be proud of the effort I showed those I cared about; I want to know with a ruthless certainty that I showed up as much as I could, that I made people feel seen, that I made those around me feel less alone in this chaotic world. I want to be proud of my life - of the way I healed, of the way I made mis- takes and learned from them, of the way I felt every- -thing even when it wasn't convenient or comfortable. I want to be proud of the way I grew, of the way I let go, of the way I pushed myself to be a better person. At the end of the day, I just want to be able to say without hesitation that I lived my life, that I did not just take  a back seat to my pain, or to my flaws, or to whatever  hardships came my way. I want to be able to say that I am proud of the way I survived. I want to be able...

                                          I like shiny things but I'd marry you with paper rings And I can't let you go, your hand print's on my soul But I stay, when It's hard or it's wrong, or we're making mistakes For you , I would fall from grace just to touch your face All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret No more keepin' score now, I just keep you warm And at every table, I'll save you a seat I'm a fire and I'll keep your brittle heart warm if your cascade ocean wave blues come You're my best friend I remember how we felt sitting by the water and every time I look at you, it's like the first time You can hear it in the silence. You can feel it one the way home. You can see it with the lights out And I know I make the same mistakes every time bridges burn, I never learn , at least I did one thing right I want to wear his initial on a chain rou...

                                     i used to believe that decisions were either right or wrong, that we were meant to travel roads where our journey be long. but lately i've been thinking some paths are for short seasons and moving on doesn't mean that we had the wrong reasons. if dreams don't make sense any more, is it wrong to say goodbye? and if lovers end up parting ways, does it mean they were wrong to try? maybe we are too hard on ourselves when we come to a fork in the road. and i think it's time that we stopped carrying our mistakes as a heavy load. you will always wear your decisions, but it is you who chooses how. so wear your past with pride because  it's brought you to where you are now.