Stories By Hope

Love is not for me! Love is not for me!!  Love is not for me!!!  Yeah, I said it.  How much of the things we say is strong enough to be true? How much of what we say is even real?  Hell, how much of life is real?  Everything?  You think so?  I don't know.  What makes life important?  Happiness. Money. Good health. success. Love? Love? What is love?  Trust me, in this world, love is pain! I don't know about the next.  Why do we still crave love even though all it brings us is pain? Heartache, dull ache in the chest, butterflies in the stomach, whatever, all pain.  Why must love be a part of a fulfilled life? Trust me there are men and women in this world who are fulfilled without love...and yet the world judges them. Why judge them? Do you know what they've been through? Do you know how many times they've opened up their doors to love? Do you know how many times love has let them down?  And then the world says they are hard...

I stand here.  Naked! Well, not the regular naked you know. Just the one when all of your mind has been bared... All the hopes, all the fears, all the regrets, all the thoughts...  Nothing left to say.  And yet, I do not feel free.  The burden still weighs me down. I look all over my body...  Maybe there's still some left trace of the dress. .. Dress that was ripped off me with my say. Dress I had made up my mind to forget.  I mean it was New... made of a fine And luxurious material... Real thin like a one piece bathing suit but had the wieght of the world when I put it on.  I wore it thinking I could handle it... Maybe the dresses before were so Light and So unworthy Of me...thats why they didn't last. They didn't have the thing in them that could keep me happy and free.  I couldn't handle it. After a few times of wearing it changed its shade of colour.  I thought it pink before but I started to see red.  Crimson red!  Was I b...

This is life, shit happens!  We love and we hate... And then we love again... Maybe. Some of us are strong enough to heal and make the same mistakes again. Some of us are strong enough to heal but then not make the mistake again. Yet, some of us are strong enough to have nothing to do with love again! But whatever we have faced, how enough is it to be strong enough to hurt the next person who falls in love with us? Let me ask... Is that even a strength, a weakness or just plain vengeance? In bracket, wickedness on another innocent soul. Think about it people... What gives you the right to hurt another just because you've been hurt? Do you see yourself a good person for toiling with someone's heart just because you're not ready to love or be committed to anyone? Karma is bitch, do not forget that ever! Well, forget it or not, what goes around comes around...and there's no exceptions for people who think themselves good just because they are honest at...