Her first love

The first love

Her first time feeling greater then life itself
Her first time finding herself in this emotion so hard to explain

He wasn't her first kiss but he
was the one who made every kiss feel like a gift

As time flies she believes he's the one
with all there imperfections
the love is there
and hope is all she's holding on to
the memories are fading away
but the hope is there to help her mend

The heart feels everything.
The mind is what questions
the entire thing.

Time is in there..
How much of it not even she knows.

A broken heart is what she is experiencing
a lost soul and a mind that is wondering through the end
of the world

The hope is the only thing she can hold on to
the hope of the love she was once fully engaged to
and the happiness he brings to her..

her first love
and the first time she experience tears falling for someone she
gave her all to

Life, Hate, Love, Happiness

The life we choose to live
the world we choose to encounter day by day

The love that seems to be bigger then anything
and
the one individual who makes my heart skip a beat or two

The goals we set for each-other
and the dreams that we seem to forget about

The things we want to see
but our fears are our worst enemy a live

The judgment of the people who surround us
has the power to defeat the our confidence

Our life the way we live
and the opinion of the world against our own

The liberty to speak our minds
and to show how we feel just by simple words

Life
a moment in time where nothing else matters but our own thoughts
and our own morals

Love
a moment in destiny where we find the one we are meant to be with
and for a split second we believe we are immortal to anything around us

Hate
a time in every moment where the world is against you
and the individuals opportunity to prove everyone wrong
"hate means fame"

Happiness
the time of our lives were we can't control our laughter
because he who is happy will smile with an endless smile and laugh
with no concern


Life, Love, Hate, Happiness
It's the part of living
Living is a moment
where we
are who we
are meant to be.

Pain within

I'm not a nerd, I don't put all my focus into the books I'm given.
Especially if it's a text book.
I read for fun, novels about girls loving a boy.
About random things that In reality can't happen. Or I choose not
to believe in.

I'm sorry if I'm not an A student. I just have fun making friends.
That I forget that your mission for me is to be everything you never were
able to be.

I'm sorry that my custom isn't like yours
Cook and clean 24/7.
I'm sorry for liking to be lazy for being random and liking
to write what hurts me the most.
For drawing little things that I feel are cute.
For watching T.V when I'm bored

I blame myself for not being the women you are.
But I'm thankful for who I am and who I will become

Yes I know I won't become like you.
Because unlike you I want to be with my family (when I have one)
I want to be there for my daughter whenever she needs me.

I won't say you were the worst mother, because you were not
but I think you could of put effort into being my mom.
Maybe gave me a hug or even mention you were a little proud of me
and of what I have accomplished.

I wonder what I did wrong, or what I did to deserve a different treatment
from you. Is it that you don't love me?
Or do you just hate me for what you and my father had to go through...

I wonder and one day i hope I get all my answers...

Dear Mom, Dear Rosie

Dear Mom,
We never saw eye to eye. We can never communicate without arguing. You have always put me down I don't know if it's supposed to make me strong as an individual or what it's supposed to do?
Does it hurt me oh yes, do I show it I try not to but I have so much anger towards you. Sometimes I wish our relationship was better then what it is today, but I'm too stubborn to be the person to forgive and just not take to heart what you say. Don't worry I know what I need to do to be successful and all those times you doubted me and said I will be the one to fail just wait to be the person to be proven wrong. That's the only thing you have really gave me is the inspiration to prove you wrong and anyone else who doubts me wrong.

Dear Rosie,
I'm not the mom who seems to be putting you down. Sometimes I just don't know how to be a mom. Your a great daughter that knows what she wants out of life. When you proved me wrong about being able to get into college I wanted to hug you but I was scared come to think of it I was scared of you not hugging me back. I played if off as I didn't care as I kept hearing you say "Thank god I'm moving out of your house this fall" my heartbroke into a million pieces but I'll never show you that. It hurts to say my little girl is all grown-up now and she's a strong individual. I would of wished we connected and you came to me for advice but you never did, or was it that I always pushed you away. Sorry for not being the mom you deserve or the friend you always wanted me to be but put yourself in my shoes I never took classes for that.