to remind myself
I know how to love, that was never an issue.
I also know how it feels to be in love.
With everything I do, I throw myself into it feet first, without abandon. I know no other way.
I give all of me, completely. Only when I start to get hurt do I pull back. Slowly.
But even in retreating, I still leave traces of hope.
Now, I know that means feeling hurt longer, but to me, the hurt and the hope, the paradox, reminds me that I know how to feel, and to appreciate.
I appreciate all I've gone through, even though, in the process, I've had my share of wanting to give up.
But at least I know I love, in any form it comes.
I was afraid I had lost that capability, each time my heart breaks. And it can break in so many ways, from so many things.
But in my brokenness, I love even yet, through the hurt.
And I am blessed to know of such sweet things.
Lately I've been told I maintain communication well between friends. That's something else I know not how to not do. I figure, if you're in my life, and you've contributed, made an impact, affected me, taught me, loved me, then why not maintain that relationship? Even if there is hurt, I still value the connection. I learn slowly to let go, I don't do cut throat, although at times I wish I did. But I cannot change these things of me. I don't think I can, because its not an affectation but more a part of me, like the air I breathe.
I also know how it feels to be in love.
With everything I do, I throw myself into it feet first, without abandon. I know no other way.
I give all of me, completely. Only when I start to get hurt do I pull back. Slowly.
But even in retreating, I still leave traces of hope.
Now, I know that means feeling hurt longer, but to me, the hurt and the hope, the paradox, reminds me that I know how to feel, and to appreciate.
I appreciate all I've gone through, even though, in the process, I've had my share of wanting to give up.
But at least I know I love, in any form it comes.
I was afraid I had lost that capability, each time my heart breaks. And it can break in so many ways, from so many things.
But in my brokenness, I love even yet, through the hurt.
And I am blessed to know of such sweet things.
Lately I've been told I maintain communication well between friends. That's something else I know not how to not do. I figure, if you're in my life, and you've contributed, made an impact, affected me, taught me, loved me, then why not maintain that relationship? Even if there is hurt, I still value the connection. I learn slowly to let go, I don't do cut throat, although at times I wish I did. But I cannot change these things of me. I don't think I can, because its not an affectation but more a part of me, like the air I breathe.