Life just seems so much better when you can imagine perfect love through music. Listen to your favorite love song and dream the day away!
Love is a bitter-sweet reality that everyone claims to know a lot about, but have no earthly idea what it's really about. This is my attempt to capture love at its best and its worst; to try and make sense of a mass ball of confusion; maybe even give people hope in something that makes them feel so hopeless.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Last Night I Cried One Tear
I lie on your chest with my ear being filled with the sound of your heartbeat as you slip into a subtle state of unconsciousness.
I am still awake.
Thinking of all the thoughts I dare not say aloud. Thinking these thought of "what-ifs" and barrenness--I felt so empty...so lifeless...so useless. So I begin to shed a tear.
And as that one tear fills the corner of my eye,
it rushes over the bridge of my nose,
down my cheek,
and onto your beating heart.
For a moment, your heart skips a beat and has a moment of silence for the fallen one. Even in your hour of rest, you feel the albatross of pain that is encapsulated by that one tear.
But you don't wake up--
Your chest continues to rise and fall--
And I am still up.
I am wondering if I could get out another tear if I tried--
Nope, nothing.
So I guess that one tear drop was supposed to be a means to an end of my sorrows.
But how is that possible?
I am still awake.
Thinking of all the thoughts I dare not say aloud. Thinking these thought of "what-ifs" and barrenness--I felt so empty...so lifeless...so useless. So I begin to shed a tear.
And as that one tear fills the corner of my eye,
it rushes over the bridge of my nose,
down my cheek,
and onto your beating heart.
For a moment, your heart skips a beat and has a moment of silence for the fallen one. Even in your hour of rest, you feel the albatross of pain that is encapsulated by that one tear.
But you don't wake up--
Your chest continues to rise and fall--
And I am still up.
I am wondering if I could get out another tear if I tried--
Nope, nothing.
So I guess that one tear drop was supposed to be a means to an end of my sorrows.
But how is that possible?
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Grown People
So why is it that people ask you for advice and then do the complete opposite of what you advised? It's like why even ask? My motto is: you can't tell grown people what to do. In love, in life, in general. You cannot make a person change and you cannot make a person love you if they don't want to. What is truly in a person's heart will show in their actions, ALL THE TIME. GUARANTEED. I usually don't make guarantees in writing...or life in general, but this is one thing that I feel very strongly about. All that a person has is his word and his action and the old cliche says "actions speak louder than words." How true is that? What do you think?
Never enter a relationship thinking that you have the power to make someone conform to your every desire and always look for the subtly obvious clues to who a person really is... trust me, if you can get past the butterflies, a person's true identity--and intentions--lie just beneath the surface.
Remember, a grown person does not change over night, if at all...if (s)he does it once, (s)he will do it again and forgiveness does not mean you have to stay!
Never enter a relationship thinking that you have the power to make someone conform to your every desire and always look for the subtly obvious clues to who a person really is... trust me, if you can get past the butterflies, a person's true identity--and intentions--lie just beneath the surface.
Remember, a grown person does not change over night, if at all...if (s)he does it once, (s)he will do it again and forgiveness does not mean you have to stay!
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