You

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You.

And I forget why this existed, why the longing in my heart never ceases..

You.

And the memory of the past is as bright as the sun. It blinds me, dearly.

You.

And I’m gone. And I’m lost. And I’m forever yours

 

.photography from Flickr

You

You are the soft wind blowing in my face…
You’re the taste of water on my lips…
You’re the sun rays that I always feel, but never see…
You’re that everything that became a nothing,
and that nothing that became everything
You’re the air beneath my wings.
You.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
. Photo stolen from: AlexandreGarcez
 

You~

You are you, you, and no one else but you.
It does not matter how other people live their life.
this life is yours, and you should live it based on your standards and not theirs.
It does not matter how many people have made different choices,
and are in different circumstances.
the only (circumstances) that matter are yours.
What you are going through, have gone through, and will go through
To become who you want to be and have who/what  you want to have.
Nothing else must matter. Your life is yours, not people’s.

-Oct. 8, 2012