I've Been Gone A Long While About 3 years to be exact. I've gone through a lot of #life. Love, loss, good, bad, moving here and there. Lost passion and trying to find it again. I have moved to a different account. FrozenRose is the username if you want to find me. I'll be rewriting and continuing the story I abandoned, Friends with Very Special Benefits.

I Love You You snuck into my heart the day we met. Your sweet smile and tender gaze melted my heart. For the first time in any relationship I have been in, I feel completely safe. The way you love me, the way you touch me, kiss me, hold me, the way you make me feel... It's magic. You have captured my heart and caged it in your chest, right next to your heart. Though we spend this day apart, it's okay. Valentine's day is just a holiday for flowers and chocolate, it doesn't define our love. We don't need one day to dedicate our love, we have every single day, together or apart. I love you.

Love Why is it such a complicated thing? Why do we fall in love so easily? Why do we fall out of love? Why does love get abused? Why do the ones we love abuse our heart? Why don't we get all the facts before we dive into it? Why do we find out later that they are not who we thought they were? Why do we have to fall out of love with someone we are so very much in love with? Why do we keep hoping for love when 50% of all marriages end in divorce? Why do we keep hoping for Mr./Mrs. Right in a world full of wrongs? Why even when our hearts have been beaten and battered, we are still able to love?

You Could Have Been My Everything You could have been my everything, but yet you weren't. I could have loved you, but yet I didn't. You knew the pain in my heart, you wanted to erase it. You knew how shattered my heart was, so you tried to replace it. You let me have the time heal, yet you never fought for us when my hope wavered. You said you loved me, but you let me walk away. I was on the verge of giving you my heart, but you let me go. All I wanted was for you to pull me close, but instead you pushed me away. You broke my heart, yet you blame it on me. We could have been something, but you won't speak to me. I could have loved you, but I didn't. Now I know why.

The Mess Of Me I am no ordinary girl, you see. I am a girl who has made a mess of me. My #life tinged with emotional breakdowns. My #life filled with heartbreak and let downs. Drama is just around the corner for me. Never giving me peace, never letting me be. My #life is in pieces, but where do I start? Maybe with the dagger plunged straight through my heart. My family lived so peacefully. Until my brother took that away from us, from me. He touched me in those no-no places, forced me to do the same. I had to play along with his sick little game. He would lock me up if I didn't play. My parents found out, he was gone the very next day. On to the next stab in my back. It was friends in school that I lack. I was bullied relentlessly. No one would stand up for me. I was beaten and battered, but not physically. I was beaten and battered, mentally and emotionally. Picked on and called cruel names. I was the victim to their cruel games. It got so bad my mom pulled me out. She homeschooled me, right choice, no doubt. I lived my #life virtually. Letting my youth pass me by, literally. I am now nineteen, with nothing to show. I am stranded in a desert, desperately alone. No friends, no one to count on. It's just me, myself, and I, so lonesome. I am a shell of who I should be, but I don't know who I am. I am a mystery, wrapped in a sham. I pretend to be confident, when really I am mess. This I just had to confess. My whole #life is a mess, you see. This right here is the mess of me.