I used to be scared. I knew what I liked but I was afraid that no one would ever understand. I thought I'd end up closing off this section forever. Not because I blamed anyone but myself. Of course I could have done whatever other people do, just fucking around with stuff but that isn't who I am. I was at times jealous of everything, from movies to the streets; I hid those feelings for wishing to be happy.
I will be honest. I pushed this away at one point because I'm afraid of change and reactions of what people think. I know I shouldn't be that way. Screw it all. If I don't take chances then I'll never know what I missed out on.
I had written in last month's entry that I didn't want to know what love is. I wanted an excuse to not know. I personally know. Love is doing things for family when you don't want to. Love is giving it your all just to help someone when they're down. Love, are all the memories you can share with people. Love is something you don't even have to think about. It's just there, unconditionally. Best of all, love is forgiving. I know what love is.
Baby steps. Cautious little steps and time for everyone to get on their feet. Starting over and enjoying it. I will try my hardest to make this work, though I can't promise anything yet.
I'm just enjoying a sweet heart. I always liked that. "Sweet heart". It's like a heart you just want to bite into because it's so sweet.
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moonkissed
12:58 Dec 02 2011
That's real nice.