nostalgic of a past that will never manifest in the future
a hopeful romantic that romanticizes love even in the midst of war
insecure of my own strength but i am learning it is what has made me strong
terca because i love costumbre and long for stability
but dang, bad habits ARE hard to break
and the hard life has become routine
i blame myself because i am a risk-taker and i hate rules as much as followers
i don't know when to give up even if it consumes the best of me
when everyone tells me it won't work, i only try harder
i guess i am a dreamer but why is that so wrong?
when i didn't lose hope in you, you didn't tell me to snap out of it
yes i have a divided mind
my dreams contradict and my reality is not much different
i have yet to accept that sometimes giving up is OK
we all have our own journey and learning processes
i can no longer get broken hearted because a mended heart never forgets
i am a forever kinda girl because fuck it, nothing is forever
yet while everything changes- my commitment, loyalty, and trust remain the same
i only wish i could realize that forever is only momentarily
like the people that come into our lives, we too will one day go
i am where i come from, but where i want to be is up to me