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When the heart speaks, the mind finds it indecent to object

the relationship between love and sex.
the relationship between beauty and weakness.
the relationship between infidelity and love.
The difference between reality and this,
borderline simple, a need for answers.
To trust myself and trust in faith is not the easiest
when the high Archy gives you the answers after all has past.
I fear one day, I will go mental, assuming that I am not already.
The difference between mental and normal,
borderline simple, perspective.


LOL, I must read you again.

This infamous tragedy of a broken hearted man
Has left its stain on the generations
Asking us severely just where we stand
And which world do we live for.
Either way we break, but it's a matter of which way
Do we rise or fall?

I don't know which way to run, does my heart deceive me? Tell me, who is this man?

We tried so hard to reach it that night,
Holding hands, we were searching for the light
Although we looked together desperate for a home,
I'm so scared I found it alone.
Darling please just wait, It's going to be okay,
Just open your eyes.

I love you. Now, shut up, and just except it. Yes I may be some foolish girl, but I don't care. For now, I am stuck on you. Now, stop pestering me. It does not matter whichever words you choose, I am still going to be mood-swinging, unending loyalty, me. Despite your words, your change and your stupid comments, I love you. And I don't care what you say. Unofrtunately I don't know what I am going to do with you, your like this stray dog that never learns the meaning of 'be gone' and so I take you in, and I enjoy it, knowing secretly, no matter how many times I yell at you, I hoped you'd come back. So I give in, because fighting something with an uncertain ending seems pointless. Now you can be my friend, or be a jerk, either way, things will pan out. I'll be gone in a few months and who knows, I could become very distracted, and honestly I hope I do. But right now, and every morning, I love you.


Just thought you should know.

♥ you.

Angel wings spread over water worn wishes
Guarding the dreams and the things left unsaid
Here we are wandering, aimlessly roaming
Lovers who linger and never forget

And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun

Waiting for you by the Santa Maria
How long does thou stay with these letters from you
I don't know whether we'll end up together
But I always know that our love is true

And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun

Don't disappear
Darlin', I want you
Don't leave me here
And when the day comes
I'll meet you here
'Cause I know that wishes come true
Finding my way back to you

Angels wings spread over water worn wishes
Guarding the dreams and the things left unsaid
And when it's done we will walk where the road meets the sun

By the way, your not out of my life. You. I long to say I love you, in a weird matter of sorts, not in the overused sense, but I think you know this already. Soul mates. A word you brought up. Perhaps, I could see that but in which way, I'm still unsure. So hey. Don't run away yet, I'm not finished with you, things have just changed into a new life and a new time, with you still as an anchor. Reciprocate?


'For you, a thousand times over'

<3

I love the dark hours of my being.

My mind deepens into them.

There I can find, as in old letters,

the days of my life, already lived,

and held like a legend, and understood.

Then the knowing comes: I can open

to another life that's wide and timeless.

So I am sometimes like a tree

rustling over a gravesite

and making real the dream

of the one its living roots

embrace:

a dream once lost

among sorrows and songs.

~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~

and the desolate sounds are being filled by a haunting notion. Please go away. What am I lacking?

I am pretty much ready to say yes, to jump in your arms and work on this until my fingers bleed. I'm sick of being cautious, really who am I being cautious for anyways? Myself? probable. The rest of the world? Most likely. So I'm taking this, I want to so badly. Perhaps I'm not strong enough. Perhaps you will always be mine. Either way. Just ask me, that's all, I'm ready, let's go.

dear edith.

So. hey you. I really miss hanging out with you, and yes, I do very much know we say this all the time, but I feel like I fail to get the point across. I'm glad we're friends and when I say glad, I am saying the sun is shining so brightly that you cannot see anything but it doesn't matter because the sun alone is your friend in those moments. So yes, I am glad we're friends, and i hope my lack of memory or persistencey does not tamper that, I am sry, and I'll probably end up apologizing all the time for my delay in a needed overlooked phone call. But hey i miss you, and I hope you are well, and hey we have music together, because we make music together and hey i love this friendship! and your blogs, wow lol, really wow. thanks, they always make me smile, and actually that was sort of the main inspiration for this, i forget how awesome times can be when we get together, and then i read you blog, pathetic on my part, but amazing non the less. so ya. i feel a little too sentimental here, which is frightening to type out and declare my deed of friendship but tis a new risk...ya explanation on my blog hah. so i guess im at a conclusion, because well, its late and its mothers day by now and i need sleep darn it! but hey you, hug.

Hey. I've missed you!

A friend told me that I hold things back, and that I need to say what it is I long to verbalize.

Okay, so.

The question rises: If I take hold of the moment at hand and speak the words that are struggling out, will I still be me or will my words betray all I've worked to become?

My friend would you take back your advice?

On and Off, I return.

I think forever I'll be waiting for the call back in your arms. No matter how many transfusions I undergo, you will plague me, running through my veins until I can break out or break up. You are my poison, despite the years that have remedied the distance between us, how many other hearts I linger to, I can hear yours loud and clear, truly, I'm addicted, I will never be healthy again. And although this would seem to scare me, it brings a smile to my face, to know that I can love without being loved.

Somehow you know me, while I'll spend my life wondering who you could possibly be, for I have only seen a glimpse of the perfection, but I am satisfied with that. Blind me to the flaws and mistaken lifestyles, I've decided ignorance is bliss.

Because I love...

his imagination

There comes the time
when 'i love you' will
seem so insignificant
that my silence will
blow you away

In the words of & 'she absolutely defied his imagination'

I see you lying next to me.

What if I go back to everything I have ever written, all inspired by some sense of love, and forget the original influence of the flesh and replace it with something more pure. What if I make all of it a devotional of a sort, calling out my love to You, the almighty.


It's kind of nice...

in moderation.

"I know is been years...but do you think of me at all?"

"No"

"Oh"

(constantly)

...Keep your eyes open to hold back the tears.




Too many times as I am drifting to sleep with an ever straining effort, my thoughts wonder to you. I tell them "stop it, go away, and sleep" but they disobey. This causes me to wonder why they are so persistent, and I've reached a conclusion: You are thinking of me too.

Yes! Google search can find you the scripture on the tip of your tongue. ei;

So confess your sins to one another
and pray for one another so that
you may be healed. The prayer of
a righteous person has great effectiveness
(James 5:16)

Now go and be fishers of men.

For as the body is one and has many members, but all
the members of that one body being many are one body.
For in fact the body is not one member but many.
If a member suffers all members suffer with it
Now you are the body of Christ and members individually.
(Corinthians 12)

Whether you like it or not, we are in this together. Whether you accept it or not, we are one. We are connected by the unfailing love of Christ, and not even a lifetime of denial will change the truth of that. We are the body of Christ, and we need each other. Take it or leave it, this is our life.