Love Lessons

This is a piece of writing that I came across some time ago. After I read it, I got answers to the many questions I had. I found truth in the words and it changed me. The way I thought about things and how I saw them. Some parts also brought tears to my eyes.
Here goes:

It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return, but what is more painful is loving someone and never find the courage to let that person know how you feel. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know to be grateful for that gift. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion, and the romance in a relationship and find out you still care for that person.
A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be, and you have to let go.
The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had.
It is true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it is also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. Giving someone all your love is never assurance that they will love you back! Don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart, but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours. There are things that you would love to hear that you would never hear from the person whom you would like to hear it from, but don't be so deaf as not to hear it from the one who says it from the heart. Never say goodbye if you still want to try, never give up if you still feel you can go on, never say you don't love a person anymore if you can't let go, love comes to those who still hope, although they have been hurt before and to those who have the courage and faith to build trust again. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone and a day to love someone. Don't go by looks, they can deceive you. Don't go for wealth, even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.
There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real. Hope for your dreams of that special someone. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you are meant to do.
Always put yourself into other's shoe. If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts that person too. A careless word may kindle strip; a cruel word may wreck a life, a timely word may level stress, and a hug may heal and bless. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lives for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past. You can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die you are the one who is smiling and everyone around you crying.

A New Beginning

Hey everyone, this semester marks the beginning of a new chapter in my life. This is my fourth semester at SHJC, and each semester I experienced something different.
Over the year, I can say I have changed a lot. I'm no longer the person I used to be. I found out things about myself that I didn't know and I shared some of my secrets(which is something I have never done) with a friend I met. I also did things that I never dreamed of doing.
I still can't control my temper though. So far, I've never lost control while I'm here, but as I get home, I lose it.
My sisters always say that it's because I was born in March, and they describe me as being dangerous, but I don't think that's true. My uncle told me once that shy girls are the most dangerous and my friends' mother always say that easy waters run deep. The surface may seem calm and it might look shallow, but try going inside, you'll drown!
The wall I built around me over the years is slowly tumbling down. I opened up a little bit and ventured through new paths. Some moments were very disappointing, pleasing, unbelievable, unexpected, and most of all "magical", like the one on my birthday( totally unexpected too!).
Some of the changes that have already happened are:

• I walk between 30-40 mins to school everyday, instead of the usual 10 mins I used to walk. double that and you get 60-80 mins!!!
  
• I live in Santa Elena now.

• I have to cook my own food! I'm not really used to that, since I only cook when I feel like. So far, I haven't done anything, my sister does it (she'll soon force me to).

There are still some of my old habits that hasn't changed though, like reading and staying up late at night, doing nothing.
I'm expecting more things to happen, both good and bad (can't run away from that).

" EL POETA"

I was in Corozal for the whole of last week. When I went to town along with my cousin and my sisters, we met a man. He stopped us and siad he had a poem to tell. We listened to him and he made me smile. A real one, not just the forced one. The first two lines went like this
Cuando miro las estrellas,
me acuerdo de ti
I can't remember the rest. I have such a bad memory!
I can't explain how or why,but he made me happy.
Then I remembered something I read somewhere. A simple act of kindness can bring so much joy. Sometimes we do things without wanting to, and we either make others happy, or sad. The smallest thing you do can make someone else happy(like the poem). So, just be nice! Shine some light into other people's darkness.

I'm so BAD-LUCKED

Okay, you may wonder why I say that. Well, it's just that. I have bad luck. Yesterday just wasn't my day.
Since I so wanted to go to Blue Creek, a village a few miles away from home, my sisters and some friends made a plan to go.
We got up very early(5a.m) and prepared our lunch. We were to go on the bus that left the village at 7 but we were'nt ready. So, we had to catch a ride with my dad. I was expecting him to leave us at the roadside, but he drove us all the way.
My spirits were high but after a while I started getting sleepy and there flies were molesting.
Anyway, we walked to the cave and as soon as we finished breakfast, the sky got dark and the rain poured down. We hurried back to the main building.
I was walking too fast I guess, and I fell down. I was soaked up by the time I reached the first cabin.
After the rain stopped, we went on the huge rocks and took some pictures.
Not long after that, it started raining again. We were about to have lunch.
It was raining the whole time, and I started feeling cold. So, I decided to go in the water for a swim. There was thunder and lighning and it was stupid of me. The lighning struck the water and it shocked me. I got scared and I ran out of the water. You should have seen me!
Since we had nothing else to do and I was afraid to go back in the water, we decided to start walking home.
But before that, we went to change off. And to top it all off, I slipped from the stairs. So, I fell down two times and lighning shocked me. Now I have a big bruise on my leg.
We were walking for more than two hours when my dad came back for us. I was so relieved to get in the vehicle.

Please Hear What I'm Not Saying

Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the face I wear.
For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off, and none of them is me. Pretending is an art that's second nature to me, but don't be fooled. For God's sake don't be fooled. I give you the impression that I'm secure, that confidence is my name and coolness is my game, that the water's are calm and I'm in command, and that I need no one.
But don't believe me!
My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask, ever-varying and ever-concealing.
Beneath lies no complacence. Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness. But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed. That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind, a nonchalant sophisticated facade, to help me pretend, to shield me from the glance that knows. But such a glance is precisely my salvation.
My only hope and I know it.
That is, if it's followed by acceptance, if it's followed by LOVE.
It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self-built prison walls, from the barriers I so painstakingly erect.
It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself, that I'm really worth something.
I don't like to hide.
I don't like to play superficial phony games.
I want to stop playing them.
I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me, but you've got to help me. You've got to hold out your hand even when that's the last thing I seem to want. Only you can wipe away from my eyes the bland stare of the breathing dead. Only you can call me into aliveness.
Each time you're kind and gantle and encouraging, each time you try to understand because you really care, my heart begins to grow wings, very small wings, very feeble wings, but wings!
With your power to touch me into feeling you can breathe life into me.
I want you to know that.

Who am I, you may wonder.
I am someone you know very well.