Make Each Day Count.

life is hard, everyday we must choose one way or the other. make sacrifices we are not ready to make. loose people we never thought would leave. but one day it will be like nothing you could of ever dreamt off. Those dreams you made for one will be shared .... my day is comming, and i will shine for all to see.

The thing is i understand you have your issues, but you haven’t come to me to talk when you know im always there. And as your not talking to me at all at the minute how im i supposed to know what you are going through ? see the thing is you may say you are alone #, but you chose to do that. Im going through hell inside myself, and im alone not by choice. there is a big difference. 


i cant handle it anymore.  

Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.