"Alright, I Gotcha, I Gotcha...".

I knew this was coming, but it still hurt just as bad as if I didn't even see it coming. I wasn't sure what my feet were doing. As they walked away from the boy I had invested so much into, the pain I usually felt, the stabbing, heart slicing pain, wasn't there. So did it really hurt as much as I had said?  I knew I wasn't sure weather my head and heart were in agreement, but after a moment I knew they were. They both screamed: "Enough Is Enough Lindsi. You don't deserve to be treated this way!" as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I reached out to it and touched my reflected face, and said: "You are a strong independent, wonderful, amazing girl. You deserve a MAN that will shower you in love and affection, not a BOY that plays you like a toy." I smiled as two tears slipped down my cheeks. As i walked calmly back out to the reality, I felt a change come over me. I'm still trying to determine what that change is. I just don't feel the same way I did before. Did the guard I have said I was going to place over my heart finally fall around it? Did I put up a sheild to not allow myself to feel anymore pain? Did I finally reach the "I've had enough" point? As I looked over at him I felt no anger, no sadness, no nothing anymore. I felt a sence of freedom. Like a bird with clipped wings that just taught itself to fly. I will sore high above him, and shit on his head. Ah, see, theres the anger. :) So, I'm movin on, at last I can see, life has been patiently waiting for me. So, there are going to be some changes. Some Big. Some small. I'm going to pave my own road.

Skyscraper.

Iwant to share with you a short poem. I got it out of a book:)

My Best Feature by Sara Nachtman

I asked my friend this afternoon,
As I gazed into my reflection,
What she thought of what I saw,
She said, "Images are usually misconceptions."
I started to put down my appearance,
Wishing I was thinner or taller,
She looked at me with understanding eyes,
Saying, "Superficial wishes onll make you smaller."
I knew she was right, but who was she to talk,
For she was every guy's dream.
I tried to point this out to her,
She replied "Appearances aren't always what they seem."
"Tell me 5 features you admire in yourself," she said,
And I knew my troubles had just begun,
For I could see the hurt in her expression,
When I couldn't even think of one.
I could not think of a single feature I liked,
And I could feel my stomach slowly start to sink.
So I turned to my friend and simply said,
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think your looking at in all wrong," She said
"And I wish I could make it clearer.
It's what's inside that makes you beautiful,
And not what can be seen in the mirror."
She said, "Your the most loving person I know,
And I hate to watch you fall apart.
If you want to know what makes you beautiful to me,
You best feature is your heart."