going back to where it all began
I've been writing on a separate journal whatap and then fb happened, but I just had to cut the bullshit.
You can't decently write emotions when limited to only 160 characters.
but this was running through my head today.
Ive been in a funk since the beginning of this year, and I wanted to snap out of it. I prayed really long and hard about changing my mindset, cuz I can't do...DJ E put it like this, you're not your usual jaded self about love today.
I don't believe in the one, because when I thought someone was the one, it turns out, he wasn't. And then there was the one after that, and when we didn't work out, there was the one after that.
I don't believe in soul mates. I believe in compatibility and work. My soul will long for whom it longs for, regardless of what the universe says.
But I do believe in love. In all consuming, can't eat, can't breath, reach for the stars love.
And
I realized, I can't scoff at what I crave.
So here it is, for whomever he is:
I hold no illusions about love.
In it its first dew, it is left unblemished, it can do nor hear no wrong.
With time the idealism concedes to realism.
There is no ending, and happily ever after is merely a fairy tale -
a dream weaved and threaded, only to end with an awoken thought.
It is in surviving this, and accepting that one is just as imperfect as the other,
that creates the all consuming, enduring, all abiding love that poets immortalize.
At first blush, love is soft, like a hand upon thy cheek.
In early morning, with legs tangled, it grows stronger.
As the noon day sun blazes its way across the sky, all that is unknown becomes exposed.
When dusk finally covers the land, and the night sky looms in the distance,
if God wills it so, and our hands are still tightly clasped;
after all that is said, and our breaths still mingle into one sigh;
when we have moved beyond the boundaries of wrong and right;
know that I will love you, until my dying breath.
I am given.
You can't decently write emotions when limited to only 160 characters.
but this was running through my head today.
Ive been in a funk since the beginning of this year, and I wanted to snap out of it. I prayed really long and hard about changing my mindset, cuz I can't do...DJ E put it like this, you're not your usual jaded self about love today.
I don't believe in the one, because when I thought someone was the one, it turns out, he wasn't. And then there was the one after that, and when we didn't work out, there was the one after that.
I don't believe in soul mates. I believe in compatibility and work. My soul will long for whom it longs for, regardless of what the universe says.
But I do believe in love. In all consuming, can't eat, can't breath, reach for the stars love.
And
I realized, I can't scoff at what I crave.
So here it is, for whomever he is:
I hold no illusions about love.
In it its first dew, it is left unblemished, it can do nor hear no wrong.
With time the idealism concedes to realism.
There is no ending, and happily ever after is merely a fairy tale -
a dream weaved and threaded, only to end with an awoken thought.
It is in surviving this, and accepting that one is just as imperfect as the other,
that creates the all consuming, enduring, all abiding love that poets immortalize.
At first blush, love is soft, like a hand upon thy cheek.
In early morning, with legs tangled, it grows stronger.
As the noon day sun blazes its way across the sky, all that is unknown becomes exposed.
When dusk finally covers the land, and the night sky looms in the distance,
if God wills it so, and our hands are still tightly clasped;
after all that is said, and our breaths still mingle into one sigh;
when we have moved beyond the boundaries of wrong and right;
know that I will love you, until my dying breath.
I am given.