Why do we open our hearts up when the most likely outcome is pain and suffering? Why do I choose this path, over and over and over and over... have I not learned my lesson... will I ever? Tender hearts break easily, porcelain falls, accidentally, ricocheting off of the tiles; 'twas but an accident, a … Continue reading Tender hearts break easily
Category: Love
Where does love live?
They say we fall into love, as if the floor underneath us had given way. Do we have any control over this enveloping feeling... do I have any control over how I feel about you? This uncertainty hurts, and I know that expectation is something which we must distance ourselves from, but to open myself, … Continue reading Where does love live?
The Tides of Life.
Life is breath, and breath is flux; in, out - forever undulating, well at least until the last breath of life is breathed. To live is to change, literally. The universe is and always has been falling apart; entropy. True in relationships, too. Expectations are artificial, for how can you impose rigidity and structure on … Continue reading The Tides of Life.
Love is not enough
Love is not enough. You may experience the most breathtaking attraction to someone, but this, this isn't enough. Nor is compatibility alone enough to support a romantic relationship; you must have both. A relationship with only love, is a relationship where you cannot agree on how life should be, where you should live, and what … Continue reading Love is not enough
Hope is a dangerous game.
Oh how I love her so; out of reach, but I don't know if it's forever. One tells themselves it's forever, so as to enable moving on, to make it easier, to let go and replant - to grow. But distance, temporal nor physical seems to separate us so. To and fro, like the waves … Continue reading Hope is a dangerous game.
Breadcrumbs.
How do you say goodbye to someone who lives in your heart? How do you move on when they live in your imagination, pervading your everyday existence? How difficult it is to instruct your heart and mind to distance; how painful it is to enforce boundary on a love that scales walls and conquers borders. … Continue reading Breadcrumbs.
souls collide.
How nice it is to be touched by an angel, how nice it is to be cradled by you. Time spent together, feels like time I'd wanna spend forever. I love how you giggle and I love how you wriggle, but most of all, I love how you see me - oh how nice it … Continue reading souls collide.
Sleepy eyes: a few more hours.
Yearning, craving: just a few more hours, Sleepy eyes and a weary body, a mind that cannot rest without the thought of my head on your breast, Rest from the thought of you, Separated temporarily only a few more hours yet, Until I can hold you once again, A warm embrace and a gentle kiss, … Continue reading Sleepy eyes: a few more hours.
Intimacy amplification: non-monogamy is bullshit.
Non-monogamy is bullshit. People have mistaken sex for relationship, and oh how wrong they are. They purport that one person cannot not satisfy all their needs, but, is one person supposed to? Isn't that what friends are for? Energy redirected away from your romantic relationship is depth that cannot be obtained, intimacy that cannot be … Continue reading Intimacy amplification: non-monogamy is bullshit.
Oh, Sarah.
Oh my Sarah, I'll take care of you, If you ask me to, Pierced my armour, O' how easily too, Like water you flow, To and fro', You know, your eyes are like galaxies, too, Into which I stare deep, And back you gaze into me staring into the darkest depths of my soul, Oh … Continue reading Oh, Sarah.
