There's a different shade of love
Every time I think of you
Because every piece of loving
Has some sadness in it too
Where you used to be are now
Only different shades of blue
The shadow of love is now
The shadow of you
There's a different shade of love
Every time I think of you
Because every piece of loving
Has some sadness in it too
Where you used to be are now
Only different shades of blue
The shadow of love is now
The shadow of you
This role I play of being me
The person that I chose to be
The butterfly that chose to run
And has been told flying's no fun
The mirror I have been to you
You called yourself some bad names too
Stuck in a tower 2 decades
"The world is mean, you have no friends"
I had to let my hair grow long
The way Rapunzel did, to leave
But you would always cut it short
Another leaf, another leaf
I dreamed of stories I have lived
But mostly those that I forgot
Because I swore when I returned
I'll work with only what I got
I dream of things I do not seek
But in my dreams, it's nice to peek
I don't want to let my dreams leak
'Cause after all, I am asleep.
I know places I have never seen
I know people I have never met
I am better than I've ever been
Feeling worse than I have ever felt
Dimmed my light and stayed away, in shadow
I refused to speak and let them know
Stole a heart, pretended I just borrowed
Swore to God I'd never let it go
Lied to my water about your fire
Tried to hide my flame, but it grew my desire
Your tallest wishes came burning to the ground
Preparing yourself for the next round
Bled my love for you but many bathed in it
Then they poisoned it 'cause it was not royal
But I put a spell on every one that did
Haven't found you yet, but I have stayed loyal
Where there is fire, there is smoke
Couldn't see you because of it all
Been walking on an endless rope
Burning stars stayed to hear my call
I know places I have never seen
I know people I have never met
I know that you have heard about me
Haven't met, but I have no regret.
If I did, then how could I forget?
You've never met me but you've searched my profile
I've never met you but you have made me cry
Never seen me but I was at your birthday
Time travel got way too real, but not perfect
Wish I'd rewind it and re-live my life
But I can only rewind it if I die
Got in my memories, I turned into you
I look at my past and all I see is you
Can never see the people I love again
I can only see life through your lens
Your friends wished your life but what I got is this
Memories of me now never exist
Born as a shadow and died as a light
Nothing can get me out of the darkest night
Maybe one day I will be born for real
This time I'll make out of life a great deal
I will not pray anymore for my friends
'Cause they are so far and I hit just dead ends
One day I'll wake up, be finally free
One day I won't question who I will be
Nature never hurries, but all its cycles happen just as they should. Why do we hurry then? Stop the hurry. Enjoy the journey. Lack of sleep or overworking is not something to brag about.
Don't try to be cool, ever. You'll be cool when you're dead.
The first step to change is acceptance. Including your own self. Especially* your own self.
You deserve what you desire.
Add passion in your life, in everything you do. Make it fun. Exciting.
You don't have to control the world and you can't, but you control yourself and your reactions, choices, thoughts. Thoughts create emotions.
It always ends well somehow. Remember when you didn't know how you'll make it and you ended up making it? Then you said "I have no idea how I got here, but thank God I made it". Yeah, you always will. And don't run from failure. It is not as much of a failure as you think.
When you give up who you are, you become who you could be.
Do one thing at a time.
You can't try to be somehow. Trying is the opposite of being.
There are as many versions of this world as there are people. Choose your version.
Don't try to be perfect. Perfection is not human. Is not normal. Is not possible and is not ok. You never learn from it, so when you want to learn from someone's "perfection", know there is either no perfection or nothing to learn.
You can't be liked by everyone, accept that. You don't like everyone. Don't try to dim your light to fit somewhere. Just be yourself. And to be that, you need to stay with yourself. Just you. And allow yourself to be and feel and observe. To fall in love with yourself. To live. Feeling is living.
Don't try to prove yourself to anyone. Not even to yourself. Your worth will never have to be proven and it has never had to.
Find your peace. Not in a destination, but in the journey. Otherwise, it is like chasing a rainbow to find happiness. You never will.
Do something that brings you peace. Find it. Find yourself. It is not too late, unless you're... "cool" (dead).
Life is meant to be lived. Not just to exist. What makes you feel truly alive? When have you felt truly alive? What makes others truly alive that you could try too?
Move your body - dance, yoga, stretching, workout, walks, jumps of happiness especially when you're sad. Anything that makes you feel good.
Stop comparing your worst life events with someone's best life events. Everyone feels pain like you do. Every single person feels pain. This is how we grow. Those succesful people on tv? Yeah, even them. But most of those are not actually as succesful as they present themselves.
You don't blame a flower for not growing like another, so don't blame yourself. Talk to yourself like you were your partner. Like you want to be loved. Like you love others.
The only person that owes you something is yourself. The rest is just expectations that shouldn't be there.
If you are anxious, make a routine out of 1 simple thing that makes you feel better. The internet is full of ideas, but you probably know them. Don't deny them and sabotage yourself. Or do. You get the consequences.
Be grateful. Even for the pain. Especially for it. Be grateful not just in your mind, but practice it, write it, every single day. You'd be shocked by how your life changes just because of this. Being grateful doesn't only mean thanking people. Not at all. It is much more than this. But people are too blind, too asleep to see it and accept it and try it. As if such an easy answer would be "too easy". Then they are shocked, if they are lucky enough to discover gratitude, that they wasted their whole lives ignoring it and not being aware, regreting it and wondering how many miracles could have happened. What would you miss the most if you lost it? When did you think how grateful you were for it the last time?
It's ok not to be ok. Sounds like a cliché, but it is not just a motivational message. Don't try to feel something different than what you feel. It is wasted energy. Don't try to be someone else.
Breathe.
There is no such thing as planning the future. You're just planning another present.
Bring love into your life. Any negative emotion comes from fear. Fear is the lack of love. At all times.
Give without expectations.
Most people regret not doing something MUCH more than doing something. And most of people's regrets are related to not continuing studying - just a fact.
Stop judging and blaming yourself. It is useless and it destroys your relationships with the others. You'll see. Your reflexion is in the world that's around you.
Being responsible for your life doesn't mean it is your fault. A judge's responsibility is solving a crime, but they're not guilty for it. We are 100% responsible, but no blame is ever needed. When you make mistakes, be even more compassionate with yourself than usually. You need it more. You need it to learn and grow. No one learns from fear. That's just called avoidance.
Take a break and learn every day to do nothing. Not using a phone, not overthinking, not sleeping - just to empty your mind and do nothing. It will be very useful. It gets easier, I promise.
Pet a cute animal. Have a cookie. Smell some nice perfume. Take a walk. Look at the sky. Take a cool picture. Count the colors around you. Breathe. Be present. Be present. The infinite stays in the "now". Life is extraordinary. And there really is a reason behind everything, trust me.
You think you suck? So what? You think you're boring? So what? Be boring. You think you screwed up? Oh, yeah, you probably did. Nothing bad here. Seriously. Mistakes are GOOD news. You learn from them. Sadness can be good too, for someone who can't feel. But it can never be bad news, because it isn't bad. It is an emotion. Emotions are always good. They help us. At all times. We just have to listen to the emotion, not the thoughts. To literally do nothing. Sounds easy and is the hardest thing to do. The mind is tricky. But we are smarter. With practice. We are not our mind. We are not our body. We are much more than this.
What people tell you doesn't define you, it defines them. What you tell them defines you. How you act, what you see in them, it's in you. What you see in yourself is just a reflection of people's insecurities expressed to you while trying to define you. They failed.
Success can only exist through failure. There is no success without failure, yet we were taught to learn they're opposites. Never could be.
Yeah, you might feel weird sometimes. Not a happy story. But there will always be good in the world, even then. Isn't it cool that there is good even when we feel bad? That the "bad" is just interpretation, perspective? That we choose these things? What is good for some is bad for others. What is bad for others is good for some. But yes, this thought might not help the pain go away. But at least you know and now you can take care of your own pain.
Life is good. There's always good. In nature, in oceans, in life, in you. If you can never be perfect, you can never be the opposite either. It's the law of polarity. You can't be the worst if you can't be perfect. You can't be inferior if you can't be superior. And we're all equal. Yes, you are equal to those you admire. Stop putting them on a pedestal.
The stars are out there, everywhere. A mess of stars. We never blame their mess, don't we? We are indeed like the universe, we're made of it. We were made from that star dust, we were created in the same world with that beautiful sky, gorgeous flowers, amazing views, water, creatures. What makes you think we would be so different? We all have love inside us.
Your mind being sick is not any less worrying than you body being sick. People heal from cancer AND from mental disorders. The battle is very much similar, so are the symptoms. It is like comparing a heart disease with a brain disease. With all this said, it doesn't minimize the suffering of those with cancer or maximize the suffering of those with mental disorder. That's not the point.
Allow yourself to cry your heart out. Cry until you no longer have tears. Do it.
Be vulnerable. It is a sign of strength, not weakness. Whoever says otherwise is just a coward or was taught in a wrong way. But of course, be careful who and how much you trust.
Forgiveness is not a favor for someone else. It is a favor to ourselves only. It doesn't mean pretending it never happened and trusting that person again. The anger we feel when we don't forgive only affects us. Forgiveness sets us free.
Wanting is the acknowleding of lacking something. The more you want, the more you think you lack. You don't need to be different in any way. You never will have to. You've never had to. We are our own destination.
Less is more. We are over-crowded, over-doing, over-wanting, over-trying.
Know your priorities.
What are your values? Here is an online test for discovering them:
https://personalvalu.es/personal-values-test
No toxic positivity has been harmed to make this post. Use this information as you wish, through your life. Wishing you well and I hope you find it useful. If you do, make something with it, don't just let it pass as it has never existed.
Your emotions are always valid, real and useful.
Thank you!
It's 4 am in a minute or so
I'm starting slowly to let go
Lost the count of days, but won't check
Don't want to remember, don't want to regret.
Listened to a song and made my own drama
Thinking in my mind about all this karma
Being grateful for how much I admire
That I'm letting go despite my desire.
Many people wondered what I write about
If this is my life, why is it too loud
But I get inspired by people around me
Telling their stories or writing down my dreams
If I got a coin every time someone told me
That my writings must be about them
I would now be farther than you could see me
Not coming back at this again
My cards have been telling me more
That you will soon reach out, that you won't let go
But I will keep sitting here with emotions
Silently choosing from all of my options.
Because I get to choose who I love, what I feel
I get to build my craziest dream
So call me insane or call me a goddess
I am in between. But never will be less.
It started to get cold once you left my skin
But I had to keep myself warm from within
So I made me a blanket out of what I feel
Because I knew at least that was once real.
'Cause I made a blanket from all of my feelings
Knowing they're valid, don't need reassurance.
One day we might look back at it and laugh
Thinking how childish we used to be
Me - writing my poems at 4 and a half
You - being only in my memory.
I get a message and it's 2 p.m. or later
Saw it coming one day, but not so soon
I go to get my stuff, see you at the altar
You tell me "instead of her, it could have been you".
Then it's mid-day and you hear about my love life
You hear fake rumors and leave me in the dust
And yelling, mad, you shut the door as goodbye
"You were my first love, I'm sorry you are not the last."
You hold me in your arms and tell me that you love me
Like never before, you've chosen to feel
But then the alarm rings and suddenly wakes me
And lets me know all of this was just another dream.
I wrote my nightmares into poems - millions
Just 'cause you would not hear all my love
I pour feelings on paper - billions
My therapist won't tell me I was wrong.
But maybe you were just a dream too
Too bad to be perfect, too good to be true
Maybe one day I'll wake up and see
That I've never missed you and you've never missed me
Ninety five days in the back of my mind
Zero regrets for loving you kind
Don't know anymore if it's day or night
I'm not high.
I've been lower than usual, you already know
Wondered how many days we could go
Staying together, but so far apart.
I made from my pain some art.
And darling, you see, it hasn't been so long
Since my love for you was strong.
And darling, you know, I have been right
I'll never stop dreaming you at night.
We tried to love, but our love didn't match
We tried to start this all from scratch
But all we built came crashing down
Have you been wondering how?
We tried to see the world the same
But we got stuck in all this pain
Wanted to feel you real, not like a nightmare.
Like you could care.
But I might have been wrong for once
Thinking our love could cause
More than a dream
But less than something real.
I do not blame you, darling
I have been too much loving you
I'm staying here and writing
About what I should have felt next to you.
And I am writing some poems that you'll never find
Trying to clear my mind of any kind
Of thought that now haunts me
Knowing you're not here.
I can't stop writing these things
I am too busy for these
Like you were for me.
Some love I never got to see.
You let me taste some of your love
But left me waiting for more
And I kept waiting and waiting all my nights and days
Trying to find us some ways.
Thought we could sell love and do some vendings
But I've been selling myself illusions, oh, I
I've been no priority
Thought we were quality
Planned to move to other side of the world
But I was lowkey hoping you would say a word
While we were still together
I gave so many signs
We promised a forever
But I just heard some lies.
They say the eyes you don't see, you forget
I know those eyes too well for that
Don't want you back, have no regret
You weren't the king of my heart.
You're in denial, I'm in the 4th stage
Stopped hoping anything would change.
We're not on a stage.
I told you I will lose you as a friend
You lost me as a lover too
I won't forget this end
The first October I met you
The second one, I loved you deeply
Ninety five days? Over a year?
Has it been love, hope or illusion?
Wasn't, in the end, so clear.
You came after me, but you got distracted
While looking for me, you were looking for more
Then when you had me there, you still got distracted
Then when you came back, I was not anymore.
I do not blame you, but maybe I should
Our rose is resting now in peace
I kept it hidden, as I thought I could
The fire in fireworks reminds me of a kiss.
Longer than this poem was only my love
I might now send you nice wishes through a dove.
A long poem, a short story.
In the end, it's better for me.
Waiting to no longer wait,
Hoping you will not forget.
My emotions were not valid to you,
But they're valid to me.
I'm the best I could be
In my burning lucidity.
You were more of a man than a boy
But less of a man than a man
More than a smile made of joy
Less than what I'd love again.
Spirits have taught me a lesson
Nightmares showed me the goodbye
And now quieter than a whisper
Our love has began to die.
But louder than love I met grief
And earthquakes of nightmares appeared
As only in nightmares you'd show me
The love that I've never received.
I'm not here to beg or to steal
We won't get to meet afterlife
Just as our love will not seal
We're only saying goodbye.
So thank you, my sir, for your presence
As a witch, I knew it would end.
I got to feel my love's essence
But yours, not more than a friend.
And I bewitch you with blessings
For teaching me more than you think
May you feel joyful while facing
The shortness of life, as a blink.