The Would-Be Writer

It’s been a long time since I put pen to paper. Today is the last day of the year 2014. It was only last year on the same day that I gave my heart away. It was also 2 months later that I got my heart broken. This was the year; I learned the extent of mental and physical pain I could bear. It was this year, learned that pain is an integral part of life. This year saw me becoming a woman, from a girl. Not in any sexual sense. Just in a way where I have felt myself grow in terms of how I think and view the world. Regardless, something’s don’t change. I've learned that external factors have a major role in how your life pans out. There is nothing anyone can do to help you, if it isn't meant to be. People have come and gone. But I've survived through the pain of it all. Over the years, I never thought that I could endure what I believe is the worst pain I've been through so far. Things are still hard; I still haven’t been able to figure out a lot of things, that I sinc...

So I know it has been some time since I lasted posted here. Yes I know some of you might be now tired of listening to me rant and rave about silly things. I mean people all around the world are dying; there is hunger, poverty and children dying all around me. Yet I refuse to think about anyone but myself. How selfish of me is that? But what I have been through I have realized that at some point in our lives we have to think about ourselves. But I have been extremely silly in thinking life would be honky dory after everything. It’s true what they say, you don’t know what you’re capable of until you’re in the mess. You can’t possibly know that you can fight a storm and survive it until you do face a storm. So there’s that. Now the reason for today’s post is the date today. It’s the thirteenth of September. His birthday. Yes, extremely juvenile I know but I can’t help it. I feel like I'm in mourning. Like someone has just died on me and there is nothing I can do about it...