The Shanty

The Shanty
where I grew up

Monday, September 19, 2011

Onward and Upward

Looks like I bit the dust again. Another relationship failed because I wasn’t a priority. Guys always try to word it differently stating that’s not the case at all. But it is. If someone doesn’t make time for me, makes no attempt at all, then it’s because I’m not a priority. It means there are other things more important. It means there are other things they’d rather be focused on (which is fine, I just wish they'd admit it). I’ve been told that making time is impossible but c’mon now, that’s just silly. Nothing is impossible when it comes to our actions. Our actions are choices we choose or don’t choose to make. We all have become overwhelmed at some point and we all know that when that happens “something’s got to give”. What does that “something” end up being? Whatever is the least important out of whatever is causing the stress. In most relationships that something ends up being me. I’ve had a really hard time dealing with this in the past but have since decided that I’m not about to get sad over someone who didn’t think I was important enough. It may sound like I’m bitter but I’m really not. It’s just the fact of the matter. And I’m at peace with this fact. It is what it is and there’s no sense being sad over something I can’t control. I’d rather be happy and enjoy life and spend time with those who do view me as someone special enough in their lives.


No Tears

I’ve learned not to waste my tears.
When it becomes easy to dispose of me
I thank you.
Thank you for releasing my happiness
And the ability to no longer feel for you.
I have learned that if something is worth it,
Something is so important and wanted,
You’ll make it happen.
At least I will.
It’s always so easy for them to let me go.
Which always made it easy for me to cry.
Not special enough I always felt but now,
Too special for someone as unwilling as you.
I’m not going to be sad.
My life is wonderful--
The life I choose for myself and focus toward myself.
Because we all choose how to live and I,
I will not waste my tears.