carmella_reads

If you dont want me anymore, fine.

carmella_reads

if you find the old me,
          the one who was happy.
          the one whose fire did not burn red,
          the one whose heart felt loved,
          the old me that didn’t question dying;
          tell her i miss her.
          and tell her to visit me more often; 
          for this darkness is drowning me,
          and she is the breath of fresh air
          my lungs have been screaming for.

carmella_reads

A strong woman knows that being strong is not an option for her, it's a necessity. So, every day she wakes up and meets the world and all of its challenges head on. But sometimes, at the end of the day, when all is said and done and she finally closes the door, she cries. Not because she’s weak, but because it’s hard being strong, day after day, knowing that if you don’t do it, no one will. The soft cries that most will never hear slowly disappear as the new day comes and you rise once again to be the strong, confident woman you are. Stay strong, Carm. Hold on. Just breathe. If its meant to be, it will....