Monday, August 2, 2010

A Flower, Without Petals

Every thing was perfect; love was so strong you could feel it from miles away.
In every corner there was someone to turn too.
When you needed a hug, or just wanted to feel special, there we’re people just waiting to put a smile on you’re face … just dying to make you happy.
You’d wake up every morning and ask God; how did I get such amazing people in my life, what have I done to deserve this beautiful thing called love?

Then you sit there and take a moment to think about things.
For the first time you see what they see every day.
You always hear, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world, you’re perfect, you’re this and you’re that … blah blah blah!

It all just seemed like words, all you’d ever do is say thank you with appreciation.
Until that one moment in life, where you question the love you’ve gotten.
You start realizing, it was the grace of God that put those few people on earth,
But it was you’re heart and you as a human being that made them love you.
Then you start to think; maybe they’re right after all.

Beautiful … a word they’ve used to describe me, my heart and my soul.
Are they right?
Am I wrong for judging myself?
Then I thought to myself; I’m different.
Different is beautiful.
Being beautiful isn’t all about looks.
It’s about the way you treat people and how you carry yourself.
It’s about the way you speak and the things you do in life, it’s about daring to be different and not being afraid of showing the world who you are.
Beautiful is different, and they’ve helped me to realize that.

I was the flower and they we’re my petals.
I was blossoming into something beautiful, something they helped me to be.
I was strong; having them in my life made me feel invincible.
I had a family after all, I had love after all and I had hope after all.

Until one day, my petals we’re taken from me and my heart broke again.
I was left standing on a pedestal speechless to my last breathe. I was broken.

Like a flower without petals,
I was a human being without a heart.

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