Challenge

So everyone on Facebook is doing some weird challenge thing were they do a certain task depending what day it is. My friends were on day 26 and it asked what is your most prized possession and yeah most people had their cell phones, laptops, and cars. It got me thinking after a whole day passed, I searched through my mind for my answer and it did not take long before I realized what my most prized possession is. There's this one thing someone gave me, it is the Boys Like Girls album. As soon as I had it in my hands it was the only thing ever playing on my computer and my mom's car. I'd start the track on number one and it would end at fourteen I think and then all over again I'd be singing and dancing to it like no other music album. Never had a gift had so much meaning and value to me, from the start. I was in love and I cherished it, learned all the songs, all the lyrics. A gift hasn't meant anything close to what that album means to me. That's my prized possession, no one can touch it, it is mine. Maybe it's the whole symbol of the album that's what has me in love but either way I would not change anything. Maybe it was the sentiment it was sent with.

Prized Possession:

02/20/11

I wish we'd talked just how we used to

Maybe you never knew it but, you were my one true friend

Now I only want you back

Too much to ask?

Yeah, I've made the biggest mistakes but I've learned the biggest lessons

I'm practically new

Waiting for you

Tonight I hear the weathers nice in San Fransisco

Weirdest thing ever... I can't make a choice about going to the theater, one of my favorite things to do, or not going. I don't want to take anyone, not a date, not anything. Just a friend would be perfect.


I see people and I know they are fine with moving on so quickly after a break-up, I know their fine with going on dates and dating other people soon after the fact but I am not the least bit like that. Especially not after this time. This time it's different, it was different. He is different, he was different. It was one of those things that only happen once in a lifetime. The second I laid eye on him my heart felt home, real home. The minute we talked my mind was hooked. The hour we touched my soul found heaven. How could I let go so fast and so soon after he left? How can I look into any guys eyes and see trust and love? For me I can't let go as swiftly as he can, but I promise to try and forget him, forgetting is my only hope, because getting over him is just a waste. For me I can't look or even speak to another guy without already having built an impenetrable wall of bricks up in front of him, a wall that I'd love if everyone just let it protect me, a wall I like in the way of anyone else getting as close as he did, to me.

Decomposition

After Lunch today my family sat and had a normal casual conversation but my mom reached out and told me something she's never said to me before, "When you find the right one for you, the good guy, you have to do everything to make it happen" She's always telling me how men are all the same but not for some dumb theory just on account of their uncontrollable hormones, they can't help it. Her telling me to chase the hormone craze guy that is right for me made me realize I had the "right" guy all along, the real one, no doubt about it whatsoever. The inconvenient part was that I let things go because, I don't know why, because my carelessness or maybe my stubbornness. Now I plan on dedicating the rest of my life to my other soul mate, my dreams. I know they'll be other right guys out there but none that I want. It is a good thing to realize I had the best, I'm thankful for having him be the "right" guy and no one or nothing else.