I'm moving on Leaving behind the pain and scars Making a fresh a new start Taking the reins Playing the games In this world of fame I will not forget my aims We might meet again But I won't be the same and you'll have lost your chance All your efforts will be in vain Because now I'm truly moving on
The mind is lost
The heart yearns for one
While the head for another
The truth is clear
One, a drug
The other a remedy
The choice is mine
Yet I can’t decide
Whether drug or remedy
Should be mine.
There’s only so many tears
that can fall from my eyes
even they’ve run out
since the last time we said goodbye.
I don’t know where we stand
not knowing is making me mad
your name is the only thing I hear
never knew love could make me so sad.
I’m overwhelmed with darkness
without you, my world is bleak.
Don’t you remember?
Those late night calls and meetings?
Those hugs and kisses?
Those sweet whisperings?
To you did they mean nothing?
I still feel your lips on mine
your breath on my neck.
I wear your clothes
still clinging to memories
not ready to let go.
So, I’m sure most of you have some sort of therapy for yourself when you feel low or really depressed in life, or when it’s just one of those days where you feel like blurghh! You know what I mean?
Anyways, wanna know whats my therapy?
That’s right, crying.
It is honestly the best emotion that I’ve ever felt, except for love, and I’m not even sure I’ve felt love. But seriously, if I don’t cry like ever 2 weeks or so, I feel bloated, like there’s this heavy weight in my stomach, and sometimes like Atlas, carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders. That’s too much for a 17 year old, don’t you think? But sometimes its just hard to cry, I mean I want to cry, but the tears don’t fall, I literally need to push them out.
But, I’m not sad, I accept the fact that whatever had to happen would happen, because it was what was meant to happen, and God willed it to happen. But still, sometimes that just gets hard to accept.
Most people say that Roses are the symbol of love, and while roses are really beautiful, I prefer Tulips to them. For me, Tulips symbolize true and simple love.
I love the the simplicity and the sophistication with which the tulips stand tall and straight and the way that the petals are arranged in such an uncomplicated way. That’s how I want my love to be, uncomplicated. No secrets.
Although Tulips may not be fragrant like the rose, I prefer them because fragrance beautifies the flower from the outside and love isn’t about how the outer look, its about the things that are unsaid, its about the things that are felt.
Generally the flower is a symbol of perfect love but meanings or messages can also be attributed to different colors. Red is a declaration of true love or ‘believe me’; variegated means ‘beautiful eyes’; yellow means cheerful thoughts or a ‘sunshine smile; pink is affection and caring; orange energy, desire and passion; white is purity; purple symbolizes royalty and cream tulips mean ‘I will love you forever’.
The key is falling in love with something, anything. If your heart’s attached to it, then your mind will be attached to it. When you have a passion for something then you tend not only to be better at it, but you work harder at it too.