Coping With Life

Being with you is like dancing in the summer rain. It’s like sleeping in my own bed after I’ve been away for too long. It’s like miles of highway stretching out before me, with no other cars in view. It’s like running through sprinklers on a scorching day. It’s like receiving a letter I’ve waited so long for. It’s like finished a five thousand piece puzzle. Life’s not perfect, but when you’re with me, it’s pretty damn close.

(via g0ood-vibes)

You have to get hurt. That’s how you learn. The strongest people out there- the ones who laugh the hardest with the genuine smile,those are the ones who have fought the hardest battles. Because they have decided that they’re not going to let anything hold them down, they’re showing the world who’s the boss

That’s when you really lose people—when the pain passes.

Predictable doesn’t always mean boring. Lust doesn’t always mean love. Near doesn’t always mean close. New doesn’t always mean exciting. Different doesn’t always mean better. Far doesn’t always mean distant. Knowing everything doesn’t make you wise. Knowing the truth doesn’t make you superior. Knowing your problem doesn’t solve it. Sitting between your past and future doesn’t mean you’re in the present.

Maybe the way we feel isn’t supposed to be logical, to be rational. Maybe it’s okay to be unsure and scared. Maybe we lose so we learn to let go, and maybe we leave in order to grow, to blossom in to who we’re meant to be. Maybe some things aren’t supposed to make sense. Maybe you have to take risks to get what you deserve. Maybe we shouldn’t underestimate our potential. Maybe we shouldn’t set limitations or boundaries. Maybe life is divine chaos. Maybe it’s okay to love ourselves. Maybe we don’t need everything we want. Maybe we shouldn’t fear the unknown, but embrace it, learn from it. Maybe someone can exceed your expectations. Maybe we can control our destinies after all. Maybe we have to fight for what we believe in. Maybe, just maybe, we should stop second guessing ourselves and just jump in.

When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.

I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen, or who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. I figure life is a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you, to make each day count.

You gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it becomes easier to live with. One morning you wake up and he’s not the first thing on your mind. And then a few months down the line you realize you’ve made it through half the day without think of him. Sometimes it takes month, sometimes years, but eventually you reach a point when you only think about him occasionally. You manage to do this because you don’t see him, you don’t hear about him, you try not to think about him. And then you bump into him walking down the street, or someone unexpected mentions their name…and the memories come flooding back. But memories also become less painful in time, and I can talk about him now without really feeling anything.

I keep myself busy with the things I do,
but everytime I pause I still think of you.

We’re not the same, dear, as we used to be. The seasons have changed and so have we. There was little we could say, and even less that we could do, to stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you. We bury our love in the wintery grave. Along came the snow, was all that remained. But we stayed by its side, as the days turned to weeks. And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we’d speak. And when spring arrived, we were taken by surprise when the flows under our feetled into the sea. Nothing was left for you and me.

Death Cab for Cutie