If they were strangers or people i dont know well, i wish they'd either not say anything or just say ok, like it was no big deal. If they were close, I wish they'd tell me that theyd be there for me and that i could tell them anything... but they'd have to seriously mean it!
Hmm. There is a hard question. That's it alright to feel the way I do, everything will work out in the end and they won't ever steal 'it' away from me. (long story). xo.
and sometimes there are just no words
sometimes i just need to be held and comforted that way
"They say time heals all wounds. I don't agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessons, but it is never gone." - Rose Kennedy
I used to think I wanted somebody to tell me "It's all alright I'm here if you want to talk and I'll never leave you, let me help"
But when people have said things along those lines I get really frustrated because I just can't bring myself to say anything and it upsets me more.
I can't say what I'd like somebody to say to me now. It's just wrong.
~Beauty without intellence, is a materpiece painted on a napkin.~
and sometimes there are just no words
sometimes i just need to be held and comforted that way
this
we are the fallen
we are the wounded
we are the shattered
we are the unheard
we are the brave
we are the strong we are Survivors. and..... we are the future
we fallen can still rise by the wings of hope that lifts us~
Being told I can lean on them, and them putting their arm around me when/if I do. In the right moment, with no alternate motives, is pretty helpful, in a bizzare way.
Holding my hand, though that's a very secret guilty pleasure I'm madly shy about. Would probably depend on how I was at the time.
Stroking my head/back.
When I'm in the right frame of mind anyway...
I hadnt realised I was so pysical...
Something along the lines of "You know...it's okay to let it out" I actually broke down in tears in a good way when a guy said that to me.
Me: 'Oh God plese don't ask what's wrong'
A guy: *kind of comforting smile* 'I wasn't going to' *Sticks around untill he knows he's not needed/helping*
That was kind of more physical...sorry...
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
And in the spring I shed my skin
And it blows away with the changing wind
The waters turn from blue to red
As towards the sky I offer it
I know you cut, and you must be hurting inside. I still care about you.
Who can attest that when they're at their best
Oh their worst is still crouching close behind
It's coming to peace with the darkness in me
That allows the true light to shine inside "Ups and Downs" ~ Kendall Payne
