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Wednesday, 08 October 2008

  • i found this poem off of my bestfriend's page...there was no author posted...
    but in any case, i thought other bloggers would enjoy this piece...especially the ladies who have been in these situations before...enjoy!

    Here's to all those girls who used to be his number one.
    The ones who waited all night for him to call,
    only to check the caller ID the next morning and be disappointed.
    The ones who made it through that bitter break up,
    dried your own tears,
    and moved on with your life,
    only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened.
    Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again
    because you knew exactly where this phone call was going.
    The ones who listened to him say,
    I only want to be your friend, one day, and the next,
    listened to him say how much he loves and misses you.
    We deserve something, and this is our tribute.

    Here's to the ones that took him back,
    hoping that maybe this time,
    he was different,
    hoping that maybe people really do change.
    We listened to our friends tell us
    that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance,
    caught shit from our parents,
    and even snuck around to see him for a while.
    We went through the great stage with no fights all over again.
    We started this out thinking it would be just friends,
    and ended up falling in love with him again.
    We wanted nothing more in the world than
    to hear him tell us he loved me too,
    that even though things were bad in the past,
    they would be different this time.
    And when we finally heard it,
    it was like we were dreaming.
    This is for us.

    Here's to the ones who believed what he said,
    sat around all over again waiting for a phone call
    that might come in a few hours, or a few days.
    Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again.
    We wanted so desperately to believe that he would really possibly call us at that moment,
    or even that he fell asleep early.
    We trained ourselves to believe the lies
    because we wanted to believe we had found "the one" for us.
    We learned to SETTLE for someone
    who didn't treat us the way we should be treated.

    Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up
    and put on their prettiest earrings,
    only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today.
    The ones who never believed it
    when people told us there might be someone else.
    We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again.
    This is for those great girls,
    who loved him more than words can say,
    and took him back no matter what happened last time
    because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day
    and wonder "what if".

    This is for the girls that stayed up all night long
    listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend
    who cheated on him, and cried during the entire conversation.
    The ones who hoped he would realize
    that he deserved better, that he deserved us.
    When he said that he loved you,
    but he was in love with her, he didn't mean it.
    This is for the ones that held on that was never there to begin with.
    This is for us girls,
    who somehow managed to get him to forget about her,
    and got him to tell us that he was in love with us again,
    only to have him tell us three weeks later that
    "things were going too fast, he needs time."

    Here's to the girls who couldn't cry to their friends
    because of how stupid they felt.
    The ones who held it all in
    when things came crumbling to pieces again.
    This is for the ones who couldn't bear
    to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an "I told you so."
    The ones that could just TELL
    that they had made a mistake ever allowing him
    into their hearts and their dreams again.

    We knew that we deserved better the entire time,
    that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to,
    one that would come see us whenever he got the chance,
    one that would really care about us.

    We just wanted the one that we loved like that.

    Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized
    that he never gave a shit about them.
    Here's for the time that he broke your heart again.
    This is for those days spent trying to hold back the tears,
    and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment.
    Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better.
    This is for those confusing days,
    when you miss him,
    and want nothing more than to hear his voice,
    or feel his arms around your waist.
    Stay strong,
    and remember that relationships are like broken glass,
    sometimes it's better to leave it alone
    rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt.
    Remember the times you cried,
    and how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that.
    When "your song" comes on the radio...
    ...turn the station.

    When the day comes
    that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling,
    turn your phone off.
    When he tries coming to your house,
    don't answer the door.
    Think of the broken promises,
    and the lies,
    the manipulation and the tears,
    the wasted moments
    and staying up all night wondering where the HELL he was.
    Think of how your heart used to jump
    when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night,
    and how it feel to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him,
    and realized that once again,
    he hadn't called when he said he was going to.

    One day,
    you'll find a guy who's worth all the tears,
    but he won't make you cry.
    You may think that you'll never care about someone
    like you did that guy that you always ran back to,
    but you will.
    It's gonna hurt like hell,
    and it's going to need time to heal,
    but the point is,
    it will heal.


    This is for those girls,
    who fell back in love with their ex,
    only to get hurt all over again.

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

  • and this one goes out to everything i USED TO...
    i miss my past.
    but thats something that i used to...

    remember the days we used to?
    those were the days...

    but we're strangers now...
    me and this past will never cross paths.
    except...in memory, and fantasy.

    invest yourself, optimistically.
    invest your whole self, quite riskily.
    thats why it hurts when the used to's aint something you are used to.

    expect exactly nothing.



Wednesday, 16 July 2008

Friday, 11 July 2008

  • its time to give you up before i hate you. before my eyes cant bear to look at you and my ears choose not to hear you. its time to stop hoping, waiting, praying, & wishing...i am an optimistic person, but no longer about you.

    but you were always fond of the girl who was stupidly in love with you. time to get to know the girl who used to be in love with you. I loved you openly and whole heartedly. but its time to put that love in a drawer full of things that will never be used.

    and i still cant express all the ways that i love you. and i will never get to see all the amazing and beautiful things this love for you can bring out of me...but thats a loss youre willing to take, and choice that i cant make for you.

    i will always miss loving you...i will miss all the meaning i put into every little thing i do. all the sweet gestures and the little surpises come to an end today.

    four years ago you didnt choose me.
    and now, you still dont choose me again.

    i will accept this now. and ignore the passion. ignore the love. ignore the happiness. and ignore this RIGHT feeling. because if they were true, id have you and youd have me. time to move on. and turn this hurt into a new way of life.

    i dont think you want me to look at you differently. i dont think you want to lose me at all. but a part of me is like its dying. and that dying part will change me. im afraid...








Wednesday, 02 July 2008

  • and through struggle sometimes the hardest thing is still seeing the light at the end of that tunnel.
    im losing hope and focus.
    im giving up and fighting what i want.
    because it takes sooo much out of me....you take so much out of me.
    how can something bring so much hurt and joy at the same time?
    how many out there are just like me?.. living a lie that they hope someday becomes the truth.
    and when do i stop loving blindly and living "carefreely"...because the fear is gone...the fear of never sharing this passion with you that my mind body and soul hold for you. and we wait. i wait. our happiness and our lives wait. but what are we waiting for? no, what am i waiting for? maybe i cant wait anymore. and i am so wrong. about you, about us. my instinct and my gut.
    so where is the light? that ive been waiting for.
    truth is, i'm only human.
    and my time is limited.
    so slowly and silently i'll say goodbye to you. and let you go
    let us go
    and let me go and set me free. cuz this love holds me prisoner.
    and everyday im with you, we're so close...
    but i still cant reach you.
    and you still dont see me.
    and the story goes on and on.
    now imagine this..im asleep in bed, having a bad dream
    and standing over me is myself trying to wake me up.
    though a dream cannot kill, it can still have affect on your being...
    make you feel, fear, and crave...
    you are my dream...


    my words speak volumes...



Sunday, 29 June 2008

  • "You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."
    -Bob Marley

Wednesday, 07 May 2008

  • 21 years of life
    is amazing
    and a blessing
    its a celebration of life and moments
    its an accomplishment for surviving
    its the end of the beginning
    and the beginning of a future

    and i dont want birthday cake today
    or all the presents you think you might have to buy


    i want love, and life, freedom, and soul
    passionate times and timeless moments
    give me what i cant see; but something so real
    something to feel,
    leave me with a thought of a happy instance
    that i can always visit
    and that can never leave me

    happy 21st birthday to me








Sunday, 04 May 2008

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