These common 4 phrases will undoubtedly be said many times in a women’s life. They start when youre young. Not young enough to be able to cry to mommy, but enough to feel the need to convince people that you truly are okay. Because to cry is to show defeat. Hurt and anguish are just like the plus 4 cards in uno. Everyone can get dealt bad cards, but if you loose your poker face, you’re sure to fail. And to show emotion: true emotion is to loose at the game of life. ”
When he saw her, he realized how much she had changed.
Her stomach had flattened and her body gained more shape,
Her hair longer and darker than ever, falling in large curls.
Her usual scars and imperfections had left her face,
Revealing even more of her sun kissed skin.
Her laugh was louder and her smile was brighter.
And for the first time in 8 months he noticed her beauty,
And realized he had lost her
I’m sorry because I gave you everything that I have. I’m sorry because I cared about you. I’m sorry because I was always there for you. I’m sorry because you were always my first priority. I’m sorry because I cry over you. I’m sorry because I loved the way you smile. I’m sorry because I fell in love with your eyes. I’m sorry because I made you my everything.
“I’m not sure,” she whispered, looking down to the ground, “I’m not even sure if I do miss him. I miss the memories, and I miss talking to him and the way he made me feel. But I still don’t know if miss him, you know?“
She was beautiful.
There was no denying it.
But she wasn’t that kind of beautiful that made everyone turn,
Or took everyones breath away when she entered the room.
Her beauty was hidden,
But once you’ve seen it she becomes nothing but beautiful.
Shes the kind of beautiful that keeps you up at night,
The kind that makes you love every part of her.
Some people may not see it,
And you know she can’t,
But she’s beautiful.
Theres no denying it.
Maybe it killed you to see that I could smile without you, that I could laugh with someone who wasn’t you. Maybe you finally realized that I could breathe and live, and that I didn’t need you after all.
Because at some point I got tired of chasing, chasing someone who was never going to come around. I was a fool, going back and forth playing your stupid, little game. The difference between you and I though, I tried to get through to your heart - I cared, I loved, and you didn’t. You could’ve let me in, you should’ve let me in, you needed to let me in.
But you made a decision, and your decision wasn’t me.