What most people don't realize is that you can't be with someone without being with the qualities and quirks that make them.
I wonder if you think about me like I think about you or if I'm erased from your memory. Forgotten. I know you won't read this either but one day I'll tell you. I'll tell you how you picked me up, broke me, and changed me. I'll tell you about how much better I'm doing, how my friends were there for me when you no longer were and maybe we'll even laugh at that the stories about the guys that came after you but couldn't compare to you. They'll never be the first boy I gave my heart to who didn't give me his heart in return.
Let me start this post by saying I love both my parents very much. However, there are plenty of times where we don't get along, like every other kid and parent. It disheartens me to know that's not the case for every kid. You think that all parents are supposed to love their kid unconditionally, but… Continue reading Accepting your parents for who they are
A poem. I’ll always remember the person you once were and cherish the memories, but you’ll deny the person I was for you and disregard the memories