All of Life Ends In Heartbreak

For two weeks in my life I was on an ultimate high. I thought I'd hit cloud nine. I knew it would end and that the ending would come quick, but still I could not prepare myself.

With my newfound happiness gone I'm left fending for myself once again. 'Try to stay happy. Think happy thoughts.' I tell myself over and over again...

Why does everyone around get that love? That feeling of passion that I desire so much? I kow that everyone has thee time, but I've spend eighteen years and my time is yet to come. Granted eighteen is still young but I'm in a deep-blue funk and I need this. Or something to hold onto.

Same damn job. Same damn bed. Same damn four walls. Same damn thing everyday.

Change will come in time with patience. Honestly, though, that's probably what I'm lacking most right now. Patience.

Patience to deal with the things around me. Heartbreak, insecurities, dear, and the almighty loneliness. I've come to my usual verdict - run from that which haunts you.

But where do I run for wherever I go it will end in heartbreak.....

This is imagination combined with personal experience. I decided last night that seeing that I want to be a writer I have to start somewhere. Therefore I'm attempting to write a story. If long enough - a novel. I'll be making a blog just for my story. Enjoy.