It's not you It's me It's not them It's me I used to fight Now I just agree It's not you It's me
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It's not you It's me It's not them It's me I used to fight Now I just agree It's not you It's me
If I were to disappear Here and now Would you notice The empty place on the sofa Right beside you Where I used to be Would you notice If my existence were to cease But I guess what I really mean is Would you really care ?
You didn't expect that You never expected me to get up But I did Everytime you pushed me down I stayed down Everytime you broke my heart I apologised Everytime I should've stood up And said No. I didn't Well I'm up now I picked up the pieces and made them whole You are not…
And then you realise That it was never about you It was all about them You were never the cause You were only the means And when they got there You were left behind Disregarded .. thrown away And only then Do you start to wonder Why you ever let them Why you allowed them…
Long sleepless nights Dull dark days Months go by But She stands still
I meant to make this blog about me as a stay at home mum. Share with readers my feelings and opinions about everything related to being a wife, a mum and a woman. I wrote a post a few weeks ago about my pregnancy. There were two posts actually. I shared every personal embarrassing detail…
I love you ... Okay You know I missed you ... Uhuh Can we talk ? Later Okay .. good night ... So it finally happened He has fallen out of love with her But she has not What to do ? Where did she go wrong ? She did everything he asked Oooh ...…
First and foremost, I need everyone to understand that I love my daughter to death. I would give her my soul. And if I could, I would reach up and pick her a star. Having just said that, I sometimes need a few minutes, or hours, away. Just a little time on my own. Just…
One Trimester down .. Two more to go. How I wish I could tell you how beautiful the 2nd part of my pregnancy was. I really do. I was just reading a blog by a mum who was describing her pregnancy as a blessing, magical, wonderful time. Now, don't get me wrong, I have nothing…
I was looking through old photos, well not really old, like from 3 years ago, I found a selfie I took of myself about 8 months pregnant. And it got me reminiscing about my pregnant days, more like months. So I thought it would be a good idea to write about it on my blog,…