Three words

many more meanings …

I like you = I don’t love you, and I don’t think I ever will. I’m basically just keeping you around so I can get a good lay every once in a while.

I like you = I like you because you go along with every thing I say.

I like you = I like you because I don’t have to spend more then 15 minutes a week with you

I like you = You’re the least sucky person around this place.

I like you = Well, you don’t completely suck.

I like you = I behave like I like you, because it’s expected of me

I like you = Yeah, you’re ok.

I like you = You’re a nice/funny person and I genuinely appreciate your presence.

I like you = I like you

You hurt me when you talk the way you did.
You put me on a pedestal,
just to kick me off again.

Now I’m not the person I was back then.
I won’t stand for it now.

I won’t wish you harm, no.
I’ll wish you well. I’ll be the better and bigger person and forgive you for your blighting ignorance.
You’ll find salvation and peace of mind some day, I hope.
When that day comes, you won’t feel the need to toy with people and their feelings and their lives. You’ll be satisfied with knowing you have your own feelings and your own life to love and be worried about. And hopefully, you will see what you’ve made some people go through and apologize.

But mind you, you should try to make that day come sooner rather then later. Because lost one, people can only bare so much and you can only resolve the problems you create by batting your eyes so many times.
Me, I’m done with it. I’m done with you. I’ll be the first.

Now you go your way, and do your thing.
Live your life and learn to enjoy your life.

I’ll try to do the same.
Have a good one!

It was fun in every way

I wake up and look at the bed on my left.
Still asleep.
I look towards the window and see the sun shining through. I look at the sky, bright and blue.
I stand up and look for your camera. When I find it I walk towards the window and point the camera at the sky.

The sky captured in time in a picture.

I open the window a bit more and sit down on the chair next to it.
Looking outside, listening to the cars passing bye and people going to work, I think about last night, or yesterday even.
We had the best and most honest talk in ages.
I think this might have been my favourite moment.

I’m happy everything was as easygoing and as uncomplicated as it was.
I had fun…my mind was at ease…

It was great!

X.

Coming in second…

It’s the start of the race. You’re not sure You’ll be any good really, but luckily the people you brought to cheer you on build you up and tell you you’ll do great.

They stand on the sidelines clapping, screaming and shouting as the race begins. 3, 2, 1, the shot is fired and all the runners start running…
Your new found confidence lifts your feet up and caries your body passed more then half of all the other runners. This boosts your confidence even more.

A sudden state of Euphoria arises in you, one you’ve never felt when running. You never were a star at it and you never felt this good about it. This feeling pushes you to go even faster.

You see the finish and there are two people in front of you. You push yourself, you hear your people cheering and clapping, that strengthens you even more. Right before the finish you pass one of your opponents .

You finish second. You walk your exhaustion off as you look over to your cheering team. They look at you, they’re proud, they smile and put their thumbs up. You smile and bend over and try to breath a bit better.

You look up again and see your cheering team staring at the person who finished first. And you can’t help but think that they secretly wished that, that person would have been the person they came to cheer on…

On the way home they keep on talking about the one who came in first.
No real celebration of your victory on yourself, no celebration of your confidence helping you to achieve things, none of that.

They build you up and then take you down…knowingly?? Who knows...

Challenge…

I walk in on my 5 inch pumps…

Slowly, controlled, strong and elegant. The black skirt I’m wearing shapes my body into an hourglass shape, and warn with my white blouse up to my waist it makes me look like a strong businesswomen. The tie tops it all off.

I’m here on a mission, and I won’t look fat or inelegant doing it, not today I won’t.
Today I look the way I dream to be, because none of can convince me otherwise, because you’re you and I’m me.

I sit down and cross my legs elegantly and effortlessly. I sit across the table from you.
You who have challenged me.

I put my card on the table.

I wait for your response.

I look at you.

I see I’ve left the impression that that’s all I’ve got…Guess again.

My hand blows you away.

A rematch?

If you want it? Come get it…

I’ll be waiting here to effortlessly blow you away…yet again…