On ‘Throwback Thursdays’ I want to share some older Poems and Articles of me. I hope you will enjoy!
Some people compliment me with my courage and strength. And I guess that I am a ‘strong person’ after all that I had to deal with.
But I have my weaknesses like everyone else.
Especially after a day like today, when so many people are forced to let go of their loved ones.
It makes me miss the ones I lost too.
I am a very loyal person and I don’t give up on the people I love, no matter how hard times get. I can handle a lot!
But I am learning that I am an exception in this and I am learning it the hard way.
And I don’t want to learn!
Stop giving me lessons I don’t want to learn.
I have received them. Thank you.
Now, leave me alone because I will do what I want anyway.
I just can’t understand how some people treat ‘Love’ like it’s an option. If you ever lost someone, and I mean the way that someone is brutally taken away from you, you would never do that.
Of course sometimes you are just slowly drifting apart.
Someone you love grows into another direction and you just don’t have that much to talk about anymore. That’s alright. And I can handle that. Friends for a season, you both go your own way.
But if you have a real connection with someone, spend a lot of time together, support them, love them with all of your heart and suddenly there is only this deafening silence left…
No. I can’t understand that and I don’t handle it that great either.
You send messages and try to reach out, wondering what happened.
Did you do something wrong? Why isn’t your loved one answering anymore? What the F*ck happened???
I guess that because I have PTSD and have abandonment issues, I am always scared of this. I lost too much to handle losing people very well.
I am careful who I trust and love, but when I do start to love someone, it’s with all of my heart and soul. I don’t know how to love any other way.
Love is a promise, and not just between lovers, but between friends just as well.
But people just leave. Without a reason, without a warning, they just leave.
I hate that.
It hurts and makes me untrusting of the ones that stay with me. Are they going to leave me too? Do they even really love me? Are they really my friends or just pretending?
Giving a hell of a show before the curtain falls?
Do not say that you love me if you don’t mean it. Do not make promises you can’t keep. Because apparently I am stupid enough to believe it!
I hate goodbyes that are never said.
It’s fine if you want to leave, I will never force anyone to stay in my life. But at least man up and have the dignity to say goodbye so I know where I stand.
I mean, how hard can it be?
‘I am sorry, but I just don’t want to be friends with you anymore. Goodbye’.
Easy huh? Just takes some courage, that’s all.
And I promise that I will let you leave without standing in your way. Hell! I will even keep the bloody door open for you!
But don’t let me stand here, hoping, questioning, doubting myself…
Just say goodbye, so I can move on.
Lots of love
Just a quick note to let you know where you can find me from now on besides this blog.
Twitter: @petite_magique (random thoughts, quotes and more)
Tumblr: justpatty11 (photos, quotes, thoughts and poetry)
Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/pages/Just-Patty/1422852067952751?ref=hl (my English Facebook page)
http://www.pattyvandelft.com (Dutch blog about my fantasy novels)
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/PattyvDelft(my Dutch Facebook page)
Hope to see you there! :)
Lots of Love,
On the 17th of July flight MH17 (codeshare KL4103 ) crashed on Ukraine soil.
This plane had left Amsterdam just a couple of hours earlier, filled with innocent people who looked forward to their trip.
There are no survivors.
They say it got shot down.
One blames the other and vice versa.
All I know is that 298 innocent souls lost their lives and the world has become a little darker again…
This poem is dedicated to the victims from the Malaysia Airlines flight MH17 and their loved ones.
While I see
The bodies on the tv
While I hear
The people crying near
While I feel
This can’t be real
While the plane is burning
And the world stops turning
While I pray
For all those souls ripped away
While my country is bleeding
And the families are mourning
For those who lost what they had
This…I won’t forget…
On the 4th of July, my big sister turned 50!
Reason enough to give her something very special.
My nephews decided to give their mother something she wanted for a long time: A nice photo shoot of her three handsome sons.
So, on a Sunday morning at 8 am (omg!), my nephews and I went to the nearby park to make the photos.
I think they turned out great! :)
My sister was very happy and emotional. It was the best gift her boys could have given her!
These are a couple of the photos, hope you like them!
Lots of love
On ‘Throwback Thursdays’ I want to share some older Poems and post of me.
I hope you will enjoy!
Lots of Love
The girl in the picture
Can’t you see?
That little girl in the picture
That little girl is me!
Oh, my life was so easy and kind
Filled with joy and laughter
Every day new adventures to find
Promises, big and small
Fairytales all around
And I believed in them all
But somewhere along the way
Things changed and I learned
That not all is meant to stay
I became wiser, grew up
Lost faith, broke down, fought back
Changed my clothes, tried on make-up
Seems like only yesterday…
That this little girl trusted the whole wide world
At the same time, it seems like a thousand nightmares away
My heart got broken, a waterfall of tears
Disappointed and betrayed
But also a lot of fun throughout the years!
Now, my life has changed a lot
Many years have gone by
My dreams from the past…I forgot
But…can’t you see?
Somewhere, deep inside
That little girl in the picture
That girl is still me!