Simply trying to figure myself out. I simply write what comes to mind. I love writing poetry.
I recently had this overwhelming feeling, well actually just this morning. A feeling that I just cannot find the right words to express. That feeling where you know you show it all the time but you just feel like it’s just not enough to show you actually feel. I call it LOVE. I’m not talking about the kind of love of the sexual kind, i’m talking about the kind with a person whether it be a friend, partner, mother, father. That kind of love, attachment where the fear of loosing that person or even the thought of them being married and moving on to a life that may not include you 24/7 brings you to tears.
I discovered that feeling this morning while listening to Grace Potter and the Nocturnal’s song Stars. It all started when my mom was sitting on the couch and I came to sit beside her. She said that last night she began to think in a few years after I’ve finished University that i’ll be off to get married and she’ll be alone. She began to cry and say that I’ve made her grow to attached and dependent on me. I couldn’t help but hold her and cry as well ,for even that thought of me being away from her is scary enough. I mean she’s my best friend, like sister and not JUST my mother.
I’ve never been in love with a guy. That type of love where you get all nervous and your heart races off and your mind goes blank, *I’ve heard of it…lol* LOL. But i’m still holding on to have that feeling one day. I like to think of myself like the first and last slice of bread. You know the one that we’re all guilty of passing and never taking a second look at. The one that we only come back for when we’re bored and just decide to eat, the one that we sometimes have no choice but to eat because we’re so truly and desperately hungry. LOL. Yup that’s kinda sometimes how I like to think about myself. But nothing I think or more so know will ever surpass that feeling, that overwhelming feeling, that indescribable feeling of love that I felt this morning. Not on a sexual kind of love that we are so caught up in feeling these days but a love that is just truly genuinely to the core that you just can’t really describe it.
I recently had this overwhelming feeling, well actually just this morning. A feeling that I just cannot find the right words to express. That feeling where you know you show it all the time but you just feel like it’s just not enough to show you actually feel. I call it LOVE. I’m not talking about the kind of love of the sexual kind, i’m talking about the kind with a person whether it be a friend, partner, mother, father. That kind of love, attachment where the fear of loosing that person or even the thought of them being married and moving on to a life that may not include you 24/7 brings you to tears.
I discovered that feeling this morning while listening to Grace Potter and the Nocturnal’s song Stars. It all started when my mom was sitting on the couch and I came to sit beside her. She said that last night she began to think in a few years after I’ve finished University that i’ll be off to get married and she’ll be alone. She began to cry and say that I’ve made her grow to attached and dependent on me. I couldn’t help but hold her and cry as well ,for even that thought of me being away from her is scary enough. I mean she’s my best friend, like sister and not JUST my mother.
I’ve never been in love with a guy. That type of love where you get all nervous and your heart races off and your mind goes blank, *I’ve heard of it…lol* LOL. But i’m still holding on to have that feeling one day. I like to think of myself like the first and last slice of bread. You know the one that we’re all guilty of passing and never taking a second look at. The one that we only come back for when we’re bored and just decide to eat, the one that we sometimes have no choice but to eat because we’re so truly and desperately hungry. LOL. Yup that’s kinda sometimes how I like to think about myself. But nothing I think or more so know will ever surpass that feeling, that overwhelming feeling, that indescribable feeling of love that I felt this morning. Not on a sexual kind of love that we are so caught up in feeling these days but a love that is just truly genuinely to the core that you just can’t really describe it.
Ohh how life is so weird. Or is it just me? The ones that like us we have no feelings towards yet the ones we feel everything for feel absolutely nothing towards us. Are we supposed to carry around the guilt of not feeling anything towards the one that feels so much for us? And we feel nothing towards them? If ever you have been rejected you know the feeling. You would never wish it on anyone. It is so hard to dish it out to someone else. We can’t blame them for being brave enough to admit what they feel. I commend them as I am such a coward at it.
I am beginning to question why I am always the one to give up my happiness and then I realize that it was never my happiness to begin with. They say to not place your happiness in someone else’s hands I placed being happy in something and someone. But you can only be alone for so long to find yourself. Or maybe we just convince ourselves that we need to find ourselves because no one really comes to our rescue and to ease the cold breeze of loneliness.
Either way we are lonely.
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