Been awhile but I'm going to post twice today, I have a lot to say....
The things we hope for are those that we know we will never obtain. We wish and envision the things that can never be. HOPE. A small word with so much meaning, I hoped for the usual things. You know the ones, Love, Happiness, Wealth, oh and lets not forget the ‘Happily Ever After’ that every girl wants. I had thought it was the kind of thing that you just know is there. I guess we never took the time to realize that hope was just our way of escaping reality. A reality where hope is not an option, but a dream, I wish this reality had hit before my heart dove head first into what this world calls love. Love was not something I thought I was allowed to have …. To know …. To even conceive. Yet here I was in love with a man that was in more danger then he would ever realize. He was in danger because he chose to love me, not because he is with me, but because he chose to love me. Loving me will never be one of the best decisions he will take the time to make in his life. I know you’re wondering, why is loving me so bad? Well, because I wasn’t the type of girl anyone should fall in love with, but he disregarded that and took a leap of faith. I hoped that he would come to his senses and walk away before he got hurt. I hoped that he would stay and love me forever, how ever long forever might be. I hoped that the danger I posed to him would digress with time. I hoped that one day I would be the woman he thought I was. I was hoping that he would love me despite what I was at times, but when you know that you could kill someone you love, you can only hope that they can forgive you for being the monster you really are.
Current Mood: 
sleepy
Current Music: Some random song on the radio