Ello Love !
Hello, hey, hi, how ya doin'? I'm infatuated with poetry, writing, and photography! Ohh yeah and I'm pretty entertaining! Check me out? Love && Rockets, Keeley
Monday, April 18, 2011
I love you daddy. ♥
Her hair was up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied in a bow. Today was daddy's dat at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand if she went alone. But she was not afraid she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried for her to face this day alone, and that is why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats. One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching for a man who wasn't there. She went to the front of the class, as she smiled at her mom. And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back, she slowly began to speak. And rom out the mouth of a child came words, incredibly unique. My daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away. But I know know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day. And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know. All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike, he surprised me with pink roses, and taught me how to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone. Cause my daddy is always with me, even though we are apart. I know because he told me he'll forever be in my heart. With that her little hand reached up and lay across her chest eeling her own heart beat, beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears. Proudly watched her daughter, was wise beyond the years. She finished with a voice so soft, but it's message loud and clear... "I love my daddy very much he's my shining star, and if he could, he'd be here but heaven's just too far." ♥
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Hopeless Romance.
I’ve learned when you grow away from your friends you always find yourself hanging on to the one time you can remember you were all happy. In high school there is never just one romance. You will always want the things or guys you can’t have. People will hurt you even if they might not mean to. Kisses are not contracts and they don’t mean forever. Just because people say I love you doesn’t mean that they do. Long glances are twice as better than short. Learning to forgive and forget is one of life’s many virtues. Laugh when you fight for dumb reasons. Always try to spend quality time with friends. Go to sleep with a clear mind. You’ll sleep better. The guy who loves you the most usually doesn’t have to say it because you can just feel it when he’s around. Is it possible to be friends with someone you once loved? Some say yes, some say no. I think it depends on how much you loved them. If someone loves you, that doesn’t mean they’ll never hurt you. Nothing can make you stay and nothing can make you leave. The heart only loves what it likes and hates what it doesn’t. When you think about him, is all you can do is remember your past? Or is all you can do is think about your future? Learning to forgive yourself after a mistake is always going to be hard. Telling you one thing and doing another is wrong. No matter how many times you look back, never regret what you did. A part of me will always be with you. The heart is forever inexperienced; although it can be broken it keeps beating just the same. We love being in love and that’s the truth. To love is to admire with the heart. To admire is to love with the mind. The head never rules the heart; it just becomes its partner in crime. We know things better through love than knowledge. People who do not take chances or risks limit themselves. People who say dreams never come true, never have had one that did. Sometimes it takes a twist of fate to make a miracle. I don’t know whether to love you or hate you. A friend is a friend, a lover is a lover, being both just becomes too complicated. Sometimes the best things in life really are free. Breaking up is harder to do the longer you wait. Love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longest, hurts the deepest and feels the strongest. No one has even loved anyone, the way everyone wants to be loved. We all want to be in love for the simple reason that it is the one experience that makes us feel like we truly belong. When you fall too fast you get burned. The hardest part of learning a love lesson is the part where you have to walk away. He may be perfect but he is human. A smile can change everything, a kiss can’t cure everything, and I’m sorry won’t work forever. A phone call has the power to make or break you. Sometimes you just gotta go. Sometimes you gotta call a past to help a future. It is possible to fall for someone, no matter how quick you fall. There is pain no matter what, the pain that comes before the love or the pain that comes when it’s all over. I still love you; I just don’t know what you are now. I love you, you change me. You love me, I change you. Therefore you and I will never fully know each other because we are always changing one another. I feel so alive because someone like you, found me and suddenly nothing is the same.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
That Girl.
Always the twiggy girl who ate too much.
Who felt sorry for herself.
Who had few friends.
Who never knew when to stop talking,
Or the right thing to say.
Who wasn't smooth.
But really awkward.
Smiled her fake smile to keep people from suspicion.
Who relied on other people way too much.
Who gets easily distracted.
And can't conscentrate on what matters.
Who constantly gets reality checks.
Who finds the little things to be extraordinary.
Who pays attention to every detail.
Who speaks her mind.
Who doesn't think before she lets the words fly out.
Who only thinks about herself.
But always helps other before she helps herself.
Who is cared to grow up.
Who decides picking a movie to watch is impossible.
Who finds love to be excruciatingly horrible,
But worth it.
Who has many friends.
And few enemies.
The one who doesn't wear matching socks,
for good luck.
And she never makes much sense.
The girl who has a hard time trusting people.
Who never has a boyfriend.
Who never wants one.
Who makes a big deal about everything.
Who keeps her emotions bottle up too much.
Who wants to be girly,
But doesn't meet the standards.
Who can sit and draw for hours.
Who takes her anger out on everybody else.
Who has anger management problems.
Who has the drive to live life on edge.
Who is secretly amazed by photography.
Who excels at making funny faces.
Who eats more than your average teen boy.
Who plays video games all the time.
Who is a nerd.
And likes it, it's original.
The girl who is a scaredy cat.
But a dare devil.
Who is terrified of heights,
But only when she looks down.
The girl who's hot.
But not girlfriend material.
The girl who gets her hopes up too much.
The extremely dorky and gullible girl.
The girl who vents to feel better.
Who has trust issues.
Who listens to music for comfort.
Who always hopes for a brighter tomorrow.
The girl with big dreams.
Who thinks holding hands is the key to happiness.
And most of all, the one who wants to fall in love.
I am that girl.
The Further.
Someone once told me music is a way god reaches out to us. And for the longest time I never really grasped that. But today, I was walking down the street, the prettiest street in Des Moines. I was alone and it was quiet. As I looked around everything stood out to me, all the little things and for that brief moment I smiled and nothing else mattered. Then I thought about what my friend told me and plugged in my I Pod. I got lost in the words and went into the further. Every word was like reading from a bible. From that instant on I believe in music. And instead of praying I'll just turn up the radio. It's my time to choose my destiny. My heart as my guide and my happiness, my destination.
Monday, April 11, 2011
Love lost.
It's down to this, I've got to make this life make sense. I've got to figure out what I want. Who I am. Who am I? A lost little girl for sure. A hopeless romantic, infatuated with poetry, love, and photography. To me the little things mean the most. I notice every little detail, the good and the bad. People like to point out the bad, I embrace it. Cause without it, you just wouldn't be you. I wouldn't be me. They wouldn't be they. I want people to get to know me and not see right through me. I want someone to hold me with all they have, lead me with strong hands. Help me stand up when I can't. Show me they're willing to fight, that I'm still the love of their life. I want a hopeless romance. ♥
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