winter is almost over.
time for spring.
time to fall in love again.
so basically the smashing pumpkins song " stand inside your love " is driving me to..well.. not tears..but extreme internal emotion. i want to fall in love again, i do. i think i'm prepared. it just comes down to the fact that i have so much to give. to share...and i feel pressed to do so. i'm not looking, i don't believe in looking. i can't help hoping. i am existing. but not giving. no worthy parties. no willing worthy parties. it's a hard combination to come by. it's not wrong to hope. i try to tell myself it is just to make it easier..but it's not wrong, it's not weak, and it's not supposed to be easy. sometimes i get so wrapped up in my own psychology. i have alot of beauty, and knowledge, and compassion to share. and the interesting attribute would be to recieve that. i'd like to meet someone who could teach me things. someone with a sense of divinity. sorry but the poetry is not an adequate self expression tool. i need to be able to touch someone and have them know how i feel. something as simple as a finger tip on a hairline. a steady kiss on a ready spine. i've been holding out for something amazing. i had my first taste, but that turned into something so ugly and draining..i've recharged..and my arms aren't open..but they will, for the right one.
time to fall in love again.
so basically the smashing pumpkins song " stand inside your love " is driving me to..well.. not tears..but extreme internal emotion. i want to fall in love again, i do. i think i'm prepared. it just comes down to the fact that i have so much to give. to share...and i feel pressed to do so. i'm not looking, i don't believe in looking. i can't help hoping. i am existing. but not giving. no worthy parties. no willing worthy parties. it's a hard combination to come by. it's not wrong to hope. i try to tell myself it is just to make it easier..but it's not wrong, it's not weak, and it's not supposed to be easy. sometimes i get so wrapped up in my own psychology. i have alot of beauty, and knowledge, and compassion to share. and the interesting attribute would be to recieve that. i'd like to meet someone who could teach me things. someone with a sense of divinity. sorry but the poetry is not an adequate self expression tool. i need to be able to touch someone and have them know how i feel. something as simple as a finger tip on a hairline. a steady kiss on a ready spine. i've been holding out for something amazing. i had my first taste, but that turned into something so ugly and draining..i've recharged..and my arms aren't open..but they will, for the right one.