Love. Its inevitable. To cherish someone and crave their essence. We say "Love sucks" but truly, we know its one of the most beautiful things to feel. Its not love that sucks; but loving incorrectly. To feel so much for the wrong person, is killing yourself without dying. And we are the living dead for we all suffer from it. We walk with our heads held high while bursts of despair forming from the depths of our hearts consume us; slowly, yet aggravatingly painful. To need them. To hear them and see them everywhere you go. That is what sucks. To love, and not be loved back. To have such a wonderful feeling towards someone and that feeling not being corresponded. Its never a waste. No never that. I'd regret many things, but never loving someone. I'd regret hiding that love[I have]. Im not perfect. But the love I feel; it sure is.
-Nathalie Sierra *nmsa*
JE LEEST
F.E.E.L.I.N.G.S
OverigJust a short book were I write things I feel and things I wish I could say. THESE ARE MY OWN PERSONAL POEMS, THOUGHTS AND EMOTIONS. YOU WILL FIND SOME THAT ARE NOT MINE BUT THEY HAVE THE CREDIT TO WHOMEVER WROTE IT.
