Still Hoping - Tumblr Posts

I cant hate myself,no I cant it's not a choice but the only option.when people around are hating me, I cant

How can I hate these arms who despite been detangled hold me at night and keep me warm,who Pat's my hair when their aren't smooth.

How can hate hate these fingers to undergo all tortures when I am feeling anxious,who feels so deliciously warm after holding a cup of tea,who never hesitate to squish a newborn's cheek 'cause they are squishy, who despite me falling apart hold me together and warms me, who unconsciously tries to make me smile every morning in front of mirror, who tries and tries and fail to wipe my salty tears; I just hope they doesn't hurt the cuts on hand I made in morning.

How can I hate this body,this face,this whole ; even when I picked it,kicked and screamed to get away from me it was there like air and I can breathe a little more with ease every night..

Maybe life isn't black and white......

But

I have yet to see colors ..

When will it stop…

Wherever you are I wish you well with all my heart. I hope life is kind and you often smile. Yes, I think of you. I've never forgotten. What I have taken into my soul remains in my soul and the soul is eternal. So here you are, never gone from me, and though the years pass, I still sit by the fire and remember you as I hold my cup of coffee and look at the flames. Always moments of my life trigger memories of you, and I think of you, of all we lived, of where you are now, without me, of how many more years I will live always carrying your memory. It is a sense of gratitude mixed with melancholy that always overtakes me when thoughts of you fall as the rain pours. Yes, you are with me always, like I promised you would be. I have kept my promise. I wonder if you have kept yours, and perhaps I will never know, but I am content to know I have kept mine.

e.v.e.

“I’m scared to see you with someone else.”

— Unknown