The Pain Is Unending

You promised me the moon

And then you walked away…

Were words just that easy for you?

You threw them around like nothing mattered-

They were merely decorations

To color your world happy

And to hell with who they hurt along the way.

It got you what you wanted

And life just goes on

To bigger and better things for you.

I am left behind littered in your words,

Like scraps from a story

Not good enough to tell-

Only fragments of empty promises

Forgotten in yesterdays,

forlorn memory…

The Words

Recite the words

You once told me

The ones that made me cry

Tears of happiness

The ones that sounded so real

And from the heart

The ones that kept me alive

In my darkest days


Please recite the words

I need to hear again

Tell me you haven’t forgotten

Tell me I still matter

Tell me I’m still the one for you

And you still miss me

Tell me you still need me

And you still love me

Happy and Grateful – Day 223

Seven months are gone now and surprisingly I am still plugging along with this challenge to post about my happiness and gratitude every day this year.  August brings the state fair here in Iowa and lots of heat and humidity.  It is the time to see the back to school shopping start with kids dreading it and parents loving it.  As I continue my challenge I hope you will take a minute to reflect on your day too.  You can even share your happiness and gratitude here in the comments or on your own blog.  There is good in every day!

I did a little something different today… I attempted a 100 word challenge with the daily prompt.  It made it glaringly obvious how much I babble when I write… 100 words is not much.  My opening paragraph this month for this blog is 101.  I felt I really went nowhere with my little story The Stranger except setting up the scene to start writing.  I don’t know how some of you can do that on a regular basis.  But anyway… I am happy I tried it and I wont completely rule it out in the future.  I just need to learn how to describe in fewer words I guess.

Today started a 10 day vacation for my boyfriend.  Not really doing much during the time off except relaxing.  Would like to make it to the Iowa State Fair but it can be so expensive!  I am sure we will have a little bit of fun over the time off even if we only make it as far as a walk in the park.  I am grateful he has the time off.

279 words and I still have to finish… I guess I never really paid attention to how short or how long the posts were before.  Gee, I hope I don’t bore you with my babbling fingertips!  I will find a way to mute them (at least here) for the night.  Find your happiness, feel your gratitude!  Have a good night/day!

Use Caution – Words Ahead

I blindly followed your words

Believing what you said

I was for once special and wanted

But they were only words for you

When to me they changed my world

Exposed me to new ideas

And had me believing in myself…


Now that you opened my eyes

Admitting to me the truth

I have to wonder

Would I have been better off

If I still blindly believed?

100 Days of Happiness

I have once again had a night that got away from me so I will have to do two posts in one tonight…

Day 63 – I got a letter from a good friend of mine today.  She used to work with my Dad actually and I tagged along a couple of times to lunches they had together… now I am so glad I did, because she became such a good friend.  She is a beautiful soul who is strong, loving and afraid of nothing.  She has a wonderfully quiet place in the country now and shares beautiful nature photos and stories of the birds, butterflies and assorted farm pets with me.  Her letters are a joy, almost as much as she is.  She gave me more than one smile today!

Day 64 – Tonight has been a tough one for me for several reasons but I am happy I have words.  Words to express my pain and fear (my post on the daily prompt filthy) words to tell a friend I care (a small text exchange for a friend in some stress) and words to clear my head (my journal writing).  On days like today if I did not have words, if my muse left me, I think I would just curl up in a ball and waste away.  Writing can bring a peace that nothing else can touch sometimes… very therapeutic.