Unspoken Words

To Her,  Sometimes I wonder if we ever have enough. What is enough? I have asked myself a thousand times over and over and no matter how much we think enough is, we want more. By wanting more we lose more, we lose what was really enough. Having too much of anything is not worth it, we become greedy and selfish. We focus more on the how much then on the sentiment or the value of having just enough. We feed ourselves on envy and are prey to the wants and likes of others. Always wanting what someone has or does, comparing ourselves to others. Have you paused the think for a moment of that other person, did they struggle to get where they are, what it took them the gain what they have. Do you really think you would be any better of if you had what they had or would you see the scars and tears that cost them everything they had. It can be so easy to judge and assume from the outside, but from the inside out, sometimes it is more frightening and the eyes want to see. Stop trying to be ...

Dear You, All I every wanted to hear was, I'm sorry. Those two words would have been so comforting on so many occasions, yet time after time I let it go. Why did I constantly put myself through so much pain, through so much sorrow. One moment of happiness, of peace for thousands of countless moments of regret and tears. The ones no one sees but me. The scars that are invisible to the human eye, but not the soul.  You could have been there when I needed you to, you should have. Yet, you weren't there. I waited and waited countless minutes, seconds and hours. Days went by, weeks, and months., Where was that person who promised to be there? Was I being selfish expecting you to just sit there with me, wanting you to just hold me and tell me it's going to be okay. Was it too selfish of me to want for once to be the one to need help, to be the one who could let her guard down just for a moment. And in the end, you weren't there.  You didn't even see me there. Only y...