Monday, May 23, 2016

Anything else...

After a while I kept forgetting to post on my blogs on Sunday's.
It's not that it wasn't a priority I just forgot.
I was never really good at feelings let alone writing about my feelings.
Kudos to those who can articulate their feelings and put it up for everyone to see.
Thanks for the feels in this class. (:
See ya later, maybe in college.

Monday, May 16, 2016

Nostalgia

I remember meeting you in Spanish
I remember you were so nice
I remember you asked me on a date
I remember you broke my heart
I remember my friend told me to write about it
I remember writing all the things I remembered about you
She said it would help me get over you
I couldn't

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Alive

i was alive once
You made me feel alive
Like nothing else in the world
Your touch was like fire and ice on my skin
You made me laugh
You made me feel things
So many things
So many things
Come back to me
Help me feel alive again

Monday, April 25, 2016

Hearts are scary

She always tells us play with heart.
It's gotta come from inside of you.
We all have problems we just have to live on the surface and not let anyone dig deep into you.
When you dig deep it hurts
But that's where true victory comes.
Deep inside you, from your heart.

Monday, April 11, 2016

Ode to me

To the girl who loves pickleball and quesadillas,
Who could eat pasta for every meal
Who plays softball
Who is Jacob Sardoni's little sister
I forget the rest
This is me.... Liz Sardoni

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=if5WT8YUCKk

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Winssssss and lossessssss

We win as a team, We lose as a team
We are all a team.
You will never get the chance again.
So give it your all, while you're here.
Losses seem to be the epitome of us but I think there is a win you get from losing.
There is something deep inside that you gain,
You learn
You never want to lose again.

Monday, March 21, 2016

crush

I worked my way through the sea of people 
I saw him
It wasn't the first or the last time
My curiosity was like a fever inside me
I stood tall and scouted 
Still hoping his eyes might meet mine
Might notice me
Would he see my perseverance?
Would he notice my patience?
I would show him my confidence 
Then the truth of it slapped me full in the face 
Where has my reality gone? 
It's all fun and games till you fear the one you love.