THE MANY FACES OF LOVE
LOVE LOST:
I loved you like the river loved to flow. Like the mountain loved to be climbed. Like the car loved to be driven. I loved you with an intensity that defied description...and the screams of joy inside of me everytime I even thought of you would have deafened a lesser man. But you took the best of me and left me with the worst of you. Your back as you left and now I am left with only the memory of what might have been but for your stunning lack of caring for anyone but yourself. and once again, I am alone with my thoughts and the pain you caused, and the things you broke not the least of which is my heart...and I cry. inside and sometimes on the outside, the tears like hot rivulets of molten steel come sluicing down my cheeks and serve as a reminder that what you promised you never for one moment intended to be true to. You never do. You lie like a rug to all you encounter, but one day that WILL backfire. When you finally realize that the last member of your family who stuck with you is no longer there for you and the friend who would have given ANYTHING for you no longer wants the pain you cause and as hard as it is to say, goodbye my love. It might have been, but you don't know and never will know what you have thrown away. So be it.
LOOKS, OR LACK THEREOF...
what they mean and what they don't.
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LOVE LOST:
I loved you like the river loved to flow. Like the mountain loved to be climbed. Like the car loved to be driven. I loved you with an intensity that defied description...and the screams of joy inside of me everytime I even thought of you would have deafened a lesser man. But you took the best of me and left me with the worst of you. Your back as you left and now I am left with only the memory of what might have been but for your stunning lack of caring for anyone but yourself. and once again, I am alone with my thoughts and the pain you caused, and the things you broke not the least of which is my heart...and I cry. inside and sometimes on the outside, the tears like hot rivulets of molten steel come sluicing down my cheeks and serve as a reminder that what you promised you never for one moment intended to be true to. You never do. You lie like a rug to all you encounter, but one day that WILL backfire. When you finally realize that the last member of your family who stuck with you is no longer there for you and the friend who would have given ANYTHING for you no longer wants the pain you cause and as hard as it is to say, goodbye my love. It might have been, but you don't know and never will know what you have thrown away. So be it.
LOOKS, OR LACK THEREOF...
what they mean and what they don't.
1 Year Ago
Looks are fine. You hot, or I AM hot looking, or HE is AWESOME, but what about the inside. What about AFTER the looks go, and they do (although mine won't, but...)
YOU BETTER HAVE A LOT MORE THAN A HOT BODY AND CUTE FACE, cause when THEY gone, THEN WHAT?
Find a dude you CONNECT with. Values, Principles, shared interests, common goals, and that mostly mis-understood thing called attraction which has NOTHING to do with looks. It has to do with the soul, the spirit, the core of each of us.
If you let love grow, THEN I don't give a fuck what they look like, you WILL be attracted to them...yep, and it will be for the right reasons. You won't be able to NOT love them and want them, IF YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH THE PERSON FIRST.
That is the way TRUE LOVE is SUPPOSED to work, NOT this shallow superficial BULLSHIT we have allowed to take over our relationships, including friendships.
If you would break up over something as ridiculously trivial as looks or spitting when they talk, or snoring, then YOU lose not them. It is AMAZING how many dudes do that and MISS OUT on the best thing to ever happen to them...OR to dismiss someone cause they aren't the "HOTTIE OF THE WEEK," who won't be EITHER...NEXT week.
C'est La Vie
LOVE MEANS LOVE, NEVER ENDING & WITHOUT RESERVATION...
NEVER BEING ASHAMED OF WHO YOU ARE OR WHO YOU LOVE...
EVER
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE OR WHO YOU ARE WITH FOR LIFE...
LOVE IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING YOU WILL EVER BE LUCKY ENOUGH TO FIND
LOVE IS LOVE NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE...
LOVE IS PLAYFUL
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