Maybe the happy ending doesn't always lie in kissing-in-the-rain-roll-ending-credits-lets-grow-old-together kind of scene
Maybe the happy ending doesn't lie in his-and-hers towels or the world somehow becoming a perfect place
Maybe the happy ending is that we are okay, that we get up and face tommorow. That we know somewhere deep inside of us that we will learn to love again.
Maybe the happy ending is knowing that being who we are is good enough and that we can stand on our own two feet. Maybe its knowing that it's okay to be alone.



Maybe the happy ending lies within us all along

You say shes your up

But shes bringing you down

Don't be a push over

Shes messing you round

It hurts

It heals

We cry

The tears dry

We break

We mend

We lose it

We find tommorow

And we ultimately move on into the next chapter of our lives. We close the door on that room, and only occasionaly peep through the window. We put away the pictures and take off the trinkets. We bandage the wounds until they heal.We meet new people and learn new things. We live to love another day.
We live our lives. Until its time to start all over again.

"You don't have to be perfect to belong in this place. You don't have to have all the answers or always know the right thing to say. You can climb the highest mountain if you want, or quietly imagine that you might someday. You can take chances or take safety nets, make miracles or mistakes. You don't have to be composed at all hours to be bold or certain to be brave. You don't have to have all the answers here or even know who you want to be....
Just take my hand
and rest your heart
and stay a while with me."

Sometimes I feel like the missing puzzle piece,



I cant wait for the day when you finally find me

And they were the kids who always picked up the pieces,
The ones who I didn't feel bad for being honest with
The ones who had been there everytime I needed someone, and had never asked for anything in return. The ones who laughed with me and the ones who had cried with me. And now its time for change, I get it that you have to get on with your life, I'm happy for you, I honestly am. I just keep asking myself one question

What on earth am I going to do without you?

Bring back the boy band
It reminds me of when I was 8 and things were so simple that the only thing that annoyed me was my big sister mocking westlife in the front seat.

Last night, I walked away and I realised that even after all of this.

I still believe in happy endings.