Charming Can Be Harming

So it all started with a simple message, suddenly it was a massive amount of text messaging that turned into late night conversations.

Now I'd be lucky to get a text back hours after I sent mine, and forget about keeping your word and calling me back.
When I've lost all hope in this guy, he goes and says the sweetest things and then my heart skips a beat because of his charm.

Him being charming can be harming to my mental health- because in the beginning my inbox of text messages were filled with his name, with messages like, "Sweet Dreams", or "Good Morning" and now I awake to nothing of the sort.

Am I just being too sensitive? Or am I simply being selfish?

You can't come and sweep someone off their feet, and then drop them, and not explain why the sudden change.

Please don't say you are busy, because so am I; please don't say you'd call me back and never do- please just tell me why your charm has faded, and why I am force to write this in order to get it off my chest.

Communication is the foundation to any friendship and if you had such interest in me, like you said you did, then you'd find a way to communicate that to me- instead of counting down the days till we saw each other, kiss and smile in pure bliss.

I wonder if when I see you if I'd be able to kiss you, or if I would just turn my face and let you kiss my cheek because I won't be the fool anymore- I won't inflict harm upon myself that I could have avoided- and just because your charming smile and laughter numb the frustration I feel, they don't make me forget the fact that you changed.

Sometimes Mister Charming can become Mister Harming.

Sometimes The Chapter Must End

(Let Me Start By Saying Sorry For Not Writing In A While- I Hit A Hard Spot And Life Has Been Hectic But I Felt Inspired Tonight)


In life, we are the authors to our own lives, writing each new day with every action or inaction. Altering the course of our story, with change in mood, tone or setting.

However, life is like every good story- it has a rise and fall- best known as the climax, and everyone has a tragic flaw, but as your story develops, you will learn that some characters must be written off- or you yourself must change your own setting to better your life.

I think we get so attached with our emotions, that we forget that there is an end to every start, and with every start that is ended, there is a new one waiting for you to go for it.

Sometimes the chapter must end, and you have to be willing to close the book, and start a new novel- with countless more pages to write, and new people to discover.

When you look back at your autobiography of a life, you will see why the chapter ended and how that ending lead to so many new beginnings and sometimes it hurts, but the best relief is knowing that after the fall, there is a new rise.

So break down, and weep over the change of your story- and then start over because a story is only as strong as the writer who writes it.

*Dedicated to my friend, I call her "Mi Amor"