JustJessie28's blog: "Destiny"

Things in life aren't always what we plan. Like that certain person and all you want is their hand. To touch your skin and to study your face. To hold you tight in their warm embrace. To know your flaws and love you still. Your ins and outs and what makes you ill. To want to know you like they know their self. That won't leave your heart up on a shelf. That wants their life to be part of yours too, that hold you tight and loves all of you. Always wondering whats on your mind. No matter what , they find the time. To talk to you when your feeling down. To take the time to show you around, a brand new place you've never been, and most of all to be your friend. No matter what they're strong by your side. Even when it's hard they stay for the ride. A love like that is so rare and unknown, But I'm feeling it down deep in my bones. I never thought I'd be so blessed, as to take a journy on the love sick quest. But it's the feeling of having that certain someone, even on the worst day they make everything fun. They make you laugh at the stupidest things, and knows the secret to what a full moon brings. With them in your life you'll always have love. If you don't believe me just ask the stars up above.They'll tell you the same thing I'm telling you now. If you look up you'll find love and you'll never look down...Jessica Jo Johnson 6-29-11

You know that I'm not perfect. I've told you this before.

I just want to make it clear and honest to the core.

I never took my side, I was always on the fence.

I turned love upside down and then you said it was the end.

I never made a move. I should've told you this.

My love for those who hurt me never let me flip the switch.

The hate I kept inside me, I kept it for myself.

I spent all our time wishing that I was someone else.

Guess it never mattered since all pain is the same.

You feel it and you dish it out til it becomes a game.

I've done my share of evil. Less Jeckle, more Miss Hyde.

Sometimes I didn't know myself. I played out every lie.

It's easy under cover to act like someone else.

I ran away from everything. Every card that I was dealt.

In the end I lit a fire and watched all my dreams burn.

Now I'm a master arsonist and every day I learn

A new way to destroy the rage, a way to watch it die.

Maybe someday in the future I can look you in the eye.

I'll say it's not your fault that I was so confused.

But I don't think I'll understand how I let myself feel used.

I gave up all my love. My heart went out the door.

With you there's no such thing as forgiving sins before.

So now I hold the blame. It haunts my every step.

All I know to do with it is carry it til death.

There is no letting go for me. My grudge won't go to waste.

Forgiveness is a simple thing, clear in simple taste.

But if I let me off the hook I know that I'll forget.

Forget what it was to love someone for real, without regret.