I use to believe I was created to love you
Now I know I was created to love
Love is not always easy like Sunday morning
Sometimes it’s difficult like Wednesday afternoon
I use to say my love was deeper than the ocean
Now I know it can be as shallow as a pond
I’ve heard that Love is patient and kind
But what about those days when I’m impatient and cruel?
What is that?
Is it possible to love without fear?
Is it possible to love without tears?
Sacrificial love, love that never fails, love that builds
Who is the man or woman of steel?
My love is given freely
But I still own the copyright
I’m really just sharing
Not really giving
I’ll take it back when I feel like it
It comes with disclaimers
Surrounded by warnings
It’s all that you ever wanted but didn’t know
My love is unending until the end
You will know its the end because love will have moved on
You see, love don’t live here anymore
Sorry to break the news to you
It packed up and moved when you left
It had moved in for you
And now it moved because of you
No, love don’t live here anymore
Just remnants remain along with memories and distant stares
Love walked out when you moved on
But so did fear
Love will return someday because it’s faithful
It just won’t have your name on it
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What am I thinking? Well, since you asked…
my mind is cluttered with thoughts
thoughts of today
thoughts of yesterday
thoughts of right now
thoughts of tomorrow
my mind is distracted by all kinds of thoughts
did I make a C in my class?
when will the torture of this new stage of life end
why do these guys keep trying to calculate my bmi?
was this guy seriously thinking I would hook up with him after two dates?
I don’t think so
that made me think of stranger danger
I think about this, I think about that
I think when I wake up
my thoughts won’t allow me to sleep
I think that I thought that I need to rest my mind
my thoughts come rushing like a hurricane
they overtake my mind
and flood me with emotions
my thoughts help me remember when
my thoughts won’t let me forget
I think I heard you say something
I’m just not sure what it was
it was muffled by my thoughts
What is it?
It’s an action
It’s a reaction
It’s what makes us click
It’s a look
It’s a smile
It’s a slight nod of your head
It’s a word
It’s a touch
It’s the things that were never said
It’s a nuzzle
It’s a kiss
It’s the small gestures
It’s I love you
It’s I don’t like you
It’s the ups and downs of relationships
It’s a whisper
It’s in your eyes
It’s your hand on the small of my back
It’s desire
It’s for real
It’s what I’ve been looking for
It’s you
It’s me
It’s a life together
It’s yours
It’s mine
It’s just the way that it is
It’s we
It’s ours
It’s the promise of a future
It’s together
It’s never a part
It’s infused in the depths of my heart
It’s real
It’s not fake
It’s yours and mine to make
It’s a lover
It’s a friend
It’s a commitment for life
A Country Mile
I would walk a country mile just to see your smiling face
I would walk the dusty road in my Sunday best
I would walk in the early morning and back again at noon
I would walk in the mid afternoon sun
As I walk my thought would be of you
I would walk by moonlight or candle light
I’d walk that lonely mile, I would
I’d risk dirt storms and lonely minutes
A county mile might take a while unlike but you are worth the time
Unlike a city mile, the only sites are dirt and grass a few houses in between
On my journey I would replay the last time I took this stroll
Remembering how you eyes light up and the warm embrace you give
I will walk this country mile until all I have to do is walk in the other room
Things that make me smile
Sand between my toes
Birds chirping outside my window
Cool breeze
Light hearted tease
“Good morning love”
Blessings from up above
A full moon
Flowers in bloom
Snuggles in the morning
Cuddling when it’s storming
Laughter during the day
Music that makes me sway
Saying I love you
Hearing I love you too
Kisses from the fantastic 4
Picnics on the living room floor
Playing Old Maid
Watching sports my children play
Holding someone special’s hand
Listening to the David Whiteman band
Dancing until I can’t anymore
Forehead kisses
Reminiscing
Cooking with friends
Laughing and remembering when
The perfect cake
The cupcakes I make
Listening to my children pray
Reading and writing
The end of a good day
The sound
Did you say something?
I thought I heard your voice
Or was that that frustration yelling?
Maybe I was hearing things
Wait! There it is again.
It sounds like the moan of overwhelmed
Or was it the sound of giving up?
Sometimes I get those confused
I definitely heard a cry for help
Where is it coming from?
It’s getting closer
And louder
Full of emotions
Full of pain
Void of hope
I hear the sounds clearly now
But I don’t know what to do
The Break
Spring break
Summer break
Break your fall
Break a leg
Break dancing on a broken table
You are calling for another break
Break this down for me
I’m not so sure I have a good understanding
What is the meaning of this break?
You had one last week
You had three last month
You had more than 12 last year
Every time we take a break you break a part of us
Now that we are broken there are no words to be spoken
In your silence I will continue to live
Give me a break
Or maybe I should give you a break that lasts until infinity
The break of all breaks
No backsies allowed
Break the cycle
Breaking it down, I’m tired of all the breaks
Since I am a broken creature I will get past this break too
The story of my life is on a broken record that keeps playing the same tune
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