Missing Love As I lay Awake in my bed looking at ceiling wondering where my true love is at or will i ever meet her stomach churns my head is pounding my heart is breaking wondering if I will spend this whole #life with no true love not a Band-Aid or a one night stand I want that love that makes you feel like your #life is complete when you open your eyes and look at her the first thing in the morning And knowing this is the person you want to spend your #life with will i ever find this true love again i wants had it when i was 15 a long long time ago but let it go I knew at that time this person would be the one I would want to spend my #life with But like any other teenager I let it go hoping that one day it would come back but never did i didn't know what I had until I let it go. Just remember true love is like seeing Haleys comet it only happens once in your #lifetime so when you do have it Cherish it the good times and the bad times so try to live a #life with love only then will #life feel complete.

Why Why does all the hard working people stay poor? Why every time you go ahead one step you go back two? Why every time you find true love it disappears to never find again? Why do all the bad people live but all the good ones are taken away? Why do many people put you in a good mood but it takes one person to put you in a bad mood? Why do we all live on the same planet but can't learn to get along? Why do people take a child's #life for no reason ? Why....

Cycle Of #life Have you ever sit down and think of #life start to finishThe day your born you are bald and cant speak you have to depend on others to take care of you &have to wear a diaper. As #life goes by you start learning all the stuff to get you by in #life speaking learning to walk ,using the restroom and living on your own till you get old then it is slowly all taken away from you in the end you start where you began, bald, wearing a diaper have to depend on someone to take care of you can't speak then you pass.

My Demons All I want to do is be back in that room reliving a greatest hits laughing,crying, sobbing laughing again. Somehow it always comes back. Unfortunately only when the sun is snoozing all were existential. Too see the smile one more time.... To feel the embrace one more.... To understand what the hell I'm supposed to do. Without you. Even when it hurts to write.... There won't be much sleep tonight just tonight. Of course not. Contented ugh. For now.

My #life can be put into an 8th grade algebra problem Looking for a happy medium between too horizontal and too vertical, looking for the missing variable, hoping it will become a plus C and give meaning to these everyday steps that I have for long taken for granted...