DISCLOSURE

Learning To forgive myself. Or to try. And make peace. With what will forever stay And remain In so many ways. Learning To accept the scars And stop hiding them To let them be An embodiment A remembrance Of a lost battle. Unlearning To hate That which I can't change And whom I can't change The questions I didn't ask The patience I didn't have The fear I shouldn't have had. Learning To live with my choices And my regrets Because its what I have left Its what is now mine And mine to keep. Learning To adore my weak heart And my kind spirit Controlled by my selfish mind. Learning To love myself Every part of self Even the ones gone from me And the ones I can't get back. Learning To be in love With my loneliness And my obscurity Unfathomable as it may be. Learning To smile when I can  And laugh And try To be human again. Unlearning To be numb To shut people out To i...

This piece is by a guest writer... just trying out lol.. but enjoy it. :) They call me observant . that’s not particularly true. People are so damn easy to read we bleed emotions even in the way we drink our coffee. No one seems to notice though. They’re all busy drinking their own coffee. She was doing just fine…happy go lucky girl. It was all over for her and she did it for herself, chose to move on to greater and better things or rather people. In fact she created a box just for him...put all the memories and feelings that concerned him; She closed it and promised herself never to open that box again, for her own sake….to be able to let him go without a lot of melodrama and not look like that desperate girl who can’t get oveatelo man. To be able to guard her heart from the pain that was almost penetrating through her heart. After that she was okay, she could afford a smile and flirt with kina everyone. She could open up her heart again for that butterfly fee...