Words to you

I am enjoying writing, this is unexpected, really! I hope my words are entertaining. To me this is fun.  In real life I don’t have a millions in the bank or have the perfect life, in fact many will look down upon me and say “pull up your socks”, that’s the clean version. Ha-ha-ha.

I have promised myself to work harder at this, oops I think I just heard my friends getting a bit annoyed. I don’t know what you guys want, but I am always writing from the heart.  So what you see is my soul.  Yeah, I know I think I have just waviered the right to privacy here. ::SMILES SHEEPISHLY::  In fact I was just talking about it yesterday. I never realised it till now. DUH.

But I just want to say I want tell you that I just want to give you my words I want you to show you how I see the world.  I will give you my true me to you, but I beg of you just give me time to unravel a bit.  I am still laying down the foundations.  I know this is a wee bit aimless, but I am just showing my heart.  Here are my words to you. I hope you give show me yours too.

Heartbreak

So by popular demand, I will write about heartbreak.  

I hate to say good bye, it is so hard, it makes me cry and I never want to let go.  When I stood there in front of the man I loved, trying to tell him I can’t be with him was hard.  But little did he know that I was battling with this feeling for months, as he slept upstairs I was downstairs crying at the kitchen table trying to fall back to, in love with him.  He thought I was watching television.

In the dead of the night I would be thinking of the lovely things he did for me, the text messages he would send me.  I would smile and that would convince me till morning, but then he would wake up kiss me good morning, I would roll over and feel nothing and so the heartbreak would start all over again.  I knew I had to say something soon.

He came home from work, I struggle to look at him.  I stood there.  I blurted it out.  I don’t remember much as there was yelling and screaming and crying.  We were over.  Then some days later he asked me, “how could you just stop loving me?” I could not respond, he glares at me, “you want the whole world, you want everything, you can’t have it all”.  He is right, he looks down and says “I love you”. I was shocked, I stepped back and my heart broke, I felt no love. This was the man who I loved with the very fibre of my soul; gone.

In truth he was right I want the whole wide world, but the world I want, is not the one he can give me and that is my heartbreak.