Through her

“I don’t miss you”

He told her…

She truly didn’t care but she listened.

“Because I knew that was it. So instead countless amount of times I make love to you through her, I hug you through her, I kiss you through her, I picture your face on hers, I treat her like I should have treated you. I knew that was it, so I’m with you through her.”
He shamelessly told her…

In that moment she knew that his memory of her will forever remain and he’d continue to love her through HER.

-Kbeautifulmind

The hand he deals you…

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“Everyone makes excuses for them.”
“They make excuses for themselves.”

“Life is just hard for them, they never get lucky with their cards.”

“God hates me”

“I was put in this world to suffer”

“Their love was tampered by life, they were delt the wrong set of cards.”

God never deals anyone the wrong set of cards, he gives you the perfect hand for your life and situation. It’s how you play the game that results if you win or lose it all.

Stop making excuses on why you couldn’t or can’t get through something.
Stop making excuses on why you’re making the hard times harder.
Stop making excuses for your bad decisions, or why you hurt someone, or why you disrespected them.
Stop making excuses on why you’re a shitty person and/or treat other’s like shit.

We are the cards in our own game, we decide how we play our hand and what results in it.
It won’t be a perfect game, there will be times where you will be down and times where you’ll be up.
You won’t always hold the higher hand in comparison to those around you, but your time will come and if you cherish what you have and play fair…

You always win.

-Kbeautifulmind

I want myself back.

I don’t want you back.

I want myself back.

I want the care free gal that was inspired by love.

I want the woman with dreams, that believed in true love.

I don’t want you back.

I want myself back.

I want the gal who laughed loudly.

The gal who sung freely, and lived wisely.

I don’t want you back.

I want myself back.

I miss the old me.

The same one who managed to see good in you,

and trusted so openly.

I don’t want you back.

I want myself back.

-Kbeautifulmind

Our memories…

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Our memories still float in the night sky, like the stars above shinning bright.
All the promises we made, all the sweet things we said, run and scream loud through these old times.
In pictures we’re still happy, in our love letters we’re still forever.
Our memories still float in the night sky,
like the stars that shined bright on that night at the stop light.
The time where the light paused on red, uniting our souls and our love as we made love till the end.
With fire and desire in our eyes we burned our names on the pavement, building up with lust as we steamed up the glass in the car.
Your kisses seemed true, as we united our bodies together and moved them to the beat of the music on the stereo.
Our memories still float in the night sky, like the stars that shined bright on that night, when I carved forever on your back with my nails hoping nothing would tear us apart.
-Kbeautifulmind

Some kind of lie…

Now in days everyone is living in some kind of lie.
We are afraid of showing other’s who we are in side.
Some of us don’t even know who we are, as we find ourselves always confused in our disguise.
Take off your mask and I’ll take off mine. And maybe, just maybe I can see what you really define.
You can see what I have to offer and truly see me naked under all this skin.
I want to read your mind,
and see what’s underneath.
I want to feel your flesh and see you from within.
Away from society,
no judgment,
No mask,
just you and I.
Just two vulnerable souls, telling each other our sins and sharing our thoughts.
Take off your mask and I’ll take off mine.
Let’s not be like them and keep living in some kind of lie.

-Kbeautifulmind

Destroyed her heart…

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She did it every night.
That’s all she ever knew.
She took pride in what she did, even if it made her feel empty and blue.
Boys, guys, men they were all the same. None of them worth anything to her, at least that’s what she claimed.
She never met her daddy, or ever knew the loving of a man so she saw them all as toys and categorized them all the same.
The rest of us were jealous as we saw her so care free, we wondered how she did it, how did she not feel guilty?
We didn’t wish to be like her, we thought she was dirty.
We just wanted the same un attachment and the power to guard our hearts and be worry free.
Unfortunately no one knew her and what she really felt.
She was ashamed of what she was but couldn’t find another route.
All she dreamed of was true love, but didn’t know how to stop, as her sexual desire took over and once again destroyed her heart.

-Kbeautifulmind

“I don’t know how you do it?”
 “How can you be okay after all you’ve been through?”

I do it because no one else is going to do it for me. Because if I desire happiness, if I desire peace in my heart and love I have to find it with in myself.

I’m okay because I have accepted life for what it is. Because I see the beauty in life and I’m grateful for being a live and for the chance god has gave me to breathe again. I’m okay simply because I still have the ability to dream, desire, want and feel.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and you can’t truly breathe love and happiness with out inhaling hurt and disappointment along with a little bit of chaos.

-kbeautifulmind