It's one of those days I'm missing you more than usual.
Do you miss me?
Probably not.
You said goodbye with such ease.
You ripped the band aid off so fast,
While I was still slowly peeling it back.
Smiling seems so fake now.
It's just my mouth saying "This would normally be funny,"
With my eyes saying "But I just can't seem to find happiness right now."
I hate those days where I miss you more than usual.
They're so painful and slow and real.
I never wanted to feel this way again,
But I guess that's just how it's supposed to be.
The smiles all mean nothing,
While my thoughts are my world.
Picturing the happy moments make it worse.
Because when I smiled I didn't know your thoughts.
They could have been the same as mine,
Or they could have been on "goodbye" the whole time.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Spirit of Life
I made this in a graphic arts class I took freshman year of high school. I remember it as a pretty open ended project, so I guess I decided on this. It is inspired from the Unitarian Universalist hymn "Spirit of Life". We sing this song a lot in my congregation and I think everyone interprets it differently. The line "roots hold me close, wings set me free" always gets to me and I don't really even know why. I guess it just is kind of a slap in the face for me, as if saying "you should remember your past, but you have to move on". I've always been relatively good at accepting whatever life throws at me, but it's gotten harder as time goes on. This song is just a reminder to me that it's okay to hold on to the past, but not too much. Because there so much more to do and see in this world. I love this song and I hope I conveyed my love for it through this piece of art.
~ Lia Rose
Saturday, April 27, 2013
I Thought
I thought I was beautiful in your eyes,
But I was just another girl.
I thought I was special to you,
But those were the same words you said to her.
I thought I made you happy,
But you didn't stay.
I thought you loved me,
But I was just part of the game.
~ Lia Rose 2/28/13
But I was just another girl.
I thought I was special to you,
But those were the same words you said to her.
I thought I made you happy,
But you didn't stay.
I thought you loved me,
But I was just part of the game.
~ Lia Rose 2/28/13
Thursday, April 25, 2013
That Girl
I want to be THAT girl.
That girl that everyone envies, but can't seem to hate.
That girl that people go to for advice for their first date.
That girl that everyone can't wait to see.
That girl that everyone wants to be.
That girl whose smile lights up a room.
That girl who makes all the boys swoon.
You'll never see that girl sad,
You'll never see that girl mad.
She'll always sit the perfect way,
And listen to anything you have to say.
I want to be THAT girl.
The one with flowers in her hair and a sparkle in her eye.
The one with the perfect words to say when you come to her to cry.
The one with the perfect body and glossy hair to match
The one who can make the perfect brownies in just the first batch.
She'll rock your world and blow your mind,
With moves and ideas you thought you'd never find.
That wink, that grace,
That kindness, that face.
Every ounce of her being,
Everything you are seeing...
That's not who I am.
Do you see that strong tall tree?
That's the tree I would climb and scrape my knee.
Do you see that tiny house?
That's the house I grew up in and fought off that big mouse.
You know Pocahontas the movie?
That's what inspired my four year old self to respect the earth for its beauty.
Oh, and that singer P!nk?
I looked up to her because she didn't care what others would think.
There was a guy.
That's the guy that made me sigh.
There was a girl.
That's the girl who made me laugh and twirl.
I am THIS girl.
~ Lia Rose 3/29/13
That girl that everyone envies, but can't seem to hate.
That girl that people go to for advice for their first date.
That girl that everyone can't wait to see.
That girl that everyone wants to be.
That girl whose smile lights up a room.
That girl who makes all the boys swoon.
You'll never see that girl sad,
You'll never see that girl mad.
She'll always sit the perfect way,
And listen to anything you have to say.
I want to be THAT girl.
The one with flowers in her hair and a sparkle in her eye.
The one with the perfect words to say when you come to her to cry.
The one with the perfect body and glossy hair to match
The one who can make the perfect brownies in just the first batch.
She'll rock your world and blow your mind,
With moves and ideas you thought you'd never find.
That wink, that grace,
That kindness, that face.
Every ounce of her being,
Everything you are seeing...
That's not who I am.
Do you see that strong tall tree?
That's the tree I would climb and scrape my knee.
Do you see that tiny house?
That's the house I grew up in and fought off that big mouse.
You know Pocahontas the movie?
That's what inspired my four year old self to respect the earth for its beauty.
Oh, and that singer P!nk?
I looked up to her because she didn't care what others would think.
There was a guy.
That's the guy that made me sigh.
There was a girl.
That's the girl who made me laugh and twirl.
I am THIS girl.
~ Lia Rose 3/29/13
Sunday, April 14, 2013
The End is Always Near
I hate endings.
The end is always near.
You just never know how near.
There's no specific time or date.
It all depends.
Which is scary, but predictable in the way that it must happen eventually.
Nothing lasts forever and all that.
When something ends, it's done.
So abrupt, the way we say it:
"The End"
Like there's no possibility for continuity.
But isn't there always that possibility?
One day, you stumble upon each other.
The friends reunite.
The boyfriends find that spark.
The lovers love again.
There's always that possibility.
People always feel like it's the end of the world.
"This relationship needs to end."
"Our friendship is ending."
"This is the end."
It's all so dramatic.
No wonder people are lost after this.
We make it sound like it IS the end of the world.
Starting over after an ending isn't really starting over.
It seems like starting over because you don't have that person anymore.
Because you were someone with that person.
And now that someone has left along with that person.
But that someone is still you.
You've just reshaped yourself a bit.
You just have to make sure you reshape for the better.
Not for the worse.
You have lessons to learn and journeys to experience.
This was just one of them.
Endings are very scary.
No doubt.
But you can't hide in your closet, afraid the END monster will come back to bite you.
If you do this, you'll never gain those new lessons and experiences.
Endings hurt.
Of course.
But chances are, you will spend more time with those friends and partners than you will getting hurt by them.
Endings leave so much to be explored.
You can continue on with new adventures.
You can make new memories.
You will have more stories to tell.
Because this is a part of life.
Endings are just as important as beginnings.
I love endings.
The end is always near.
You just never know how near.
There's no specific time or date.
It all depends.
Which is scary, but predictable in the way that it must happen eventually.
Nothing lasts forever and all that.
When something ends, it's done.
So abrupt, the way we say it:
"The End"
Like there's no possibility for continuity.
But isn't there always that possibility?
One day, you stumble upon each other.
The friends reunite.
The boyfriends find that spark.
The lovers love again.
There's always that possibility.
People always feel like it's the end of the world.
"This relationship needs to end."
"Our friendship is ending."
"This is the end."
It's all so dramatic.
No wonder people are lost after this.
We make it sound like it IS the end of the world.
Starting over after an ending isn't really starting over.
It seems like starting over because you don't have that person anymore.
Because you were someone with that person.
And now that someone has left along with that person.
But that someone is still you.
You've just reshaped yourself a bit.
You just have to make sure you reshape for the better.
Not for the worse.
You have lessons to learn and journeys to experience.
This was just one of them.
Endings are very scary.
No doubt.
But you can't hide in your closet, afraid the END monster will come back to bite you.
If you do this, you'll never gain those new lessons and experiences.
Endings hurt.
Of course.
But chances are, you will spend more time with those friends and partners than you will getting hurt by them.
Endings leave so much to be explored.
You can continue on with new adventures.
You can make new memories.
You will have more stories to tell.
Because this is a part of life.
Endings are just as important as beginnings.
I love endings.
Saturday, April 13, 2013
The Romantics
"You know I have tried to change these feelings
I've done everything
Other guys
Other towns
Other jobs
And they say that it gets easier with time but it doesn't
If anything, the more time passes the more I miss him
I thought that I could get through this
I did
But I can't."
~ The Romantics, 2010
I've done everything
Other guys
Other towns
Other jobs
And they say that it gets easier with time but it doesn't
If anything, the more time passes the more I miss him
I thought that I could get through this
I did
But I can't."
~ The Romantics, 2010
Friday, April 12, 2013
Don't Tell Me About Reality
Don't tell me about reality
I know exactly what is real and what is in my head
If I say something that you don't agree with
Don't tell me it's not realistic
I'm saying it because I need to say it
I need the hope that goes along with saying it
Let me have that hope
For just a minute.
Don't tell me about reality
I'm perfectly aware that friendships don't last forever
That he probably won't like me back
That I don't have any money
That a lot of people dislike me
That world peace is impossible
That every life ends.
Don't tell me about reality
I've been smacked, pushed, and held down
But every time I've gotten back up
I've jumped up
I don't even know how I do it
I wish I did to pass on this ability
But it's just something I've found I've had to do
There's no other choice
Because I deserve better.
Don't tell me about reality
I've heard stories that I thought only happened in movies
These people have been abused, hated, and deprived
I have never been as disappointed
As when I heard the story of your sadness
Because you deserve all the happiness in the world
And never have I ever been as relieved
As when you told me you have made it this far.
Don't tell me about reality
Because my happiness comes from that glimmer of hope
Your eyes shine with possibility
That's why I prefer my mind
To your reality.
~ Lia Rose 4/12/13
I know exactly what is real and what is in my head
If I say something that you don't agree with
Don't tell me it's not realistic
I'm saying it because I need to say it
I need the hope that goes along with saying it
Let me have that hope
For just a minute.
Don't tell me about reality
I'm perfectly aware that friendships don't last forever
That he probably won't like me back
That I don't have any money
That a lot of people dislike me
That world peace is impossible
That every life ends.
Don't tell me about reality
I've been smacked, pushed, and held down
But every time I've gotten back up
I've jumped up
I don't even know how I do it
I wish I did to pass on this ability
But it's just something I've found I've had to do
There's no other choice
Because I deserve better.
Don't tell me about reality
I've heard stories that I thought only happened in movies
These people have been abused, hated, and deprived
I have never been as disappointed
As when I heard the story of your sadness
Because you deserve all the happiness in the world
And never have I ever been as relieved
As when you told me you have made it this far.
Don't tell me about reality
Because my happiness comes from that glimmer of hope
Your eyes shine with possibility
That's why I prefer my mind
To your reality.
~ Lia Rose 4/12/13
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