This very moment is what defines who we are at the very core of our being. At this moment there is no one else to lean on and your two feet are finally standing strong beneath you
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Moving forward and cutting the strings
We all say that we want freedom and independence… that is until we actually get it. There is something frightening in having your own destiny put in the palm of your hand. No longer are you relying on the other, or waiting around for everyone else to get it right. Now all of a sudden it’s all you and you’ve never been more scared. Looking back now at past decisions and mistakes made along the way, I have to think to myself, which hurts more, the broken heart or the aftermath it leaves behind. With a band-aid for the soul, broken hearts heal with time, but it seems that the remnants of that past love are like jagged pieces of glass that continue to nick you only to remind you of the pain, especially just when you think that you’ve moved on. It may only be the smallest of cuts, but it reminds you each time you move and feel the pain that that love existed and now it is only a distant memory; a thought of what used to be and what can never be again. With scissors in your hand and the ability to leave it all behind with a simple snip of the ties holding you back, it seems as though this is the moment we hesitate. We stand in the middle of what has been and what can be and the thought of standing still and not moving at all is almost more comforting that choosing a direction in which to go.
This very moment is what defines who we are at the very core of our being. At this moment there is no one else to lean on and your two feet are finally standing strong beneath you
This very moment is what defines who we are at the very core of our being. At this moment there is no one else to lean on and your two feet are finally standing strong beneath you
Was it ever Love?
Was it ever love?
After a relationship we always look back at what has been and reminisce, wondering if things could ever be different. We wonder if it was how long that place in our hearts will be sore, if it was real, and in the hardest of times, if it was love at all. When we are in the middle of a relationship, it is like being caught in a hurricane. With the winds and thunder, it is hard to even see the outside world and therefore we relent and believe that there is nothing better and that this is how love is. When the hurricane starts to disintegrate however, our eyes fall upon a new world full of possibilities and it makes us question the feelings we used to swear by.
When I sit down at night and think of him, I am plagued by so many thoughts. I have the current frustration and anger and then there is the hint of sadness that maybe it wasn’t even love but only an affection that was blind.
After a relationship we always look back at what has been and reminisce, wondering if things could ever be different. We wonder if it was how long that place in our hearts will be sore, if it was real, and in the hardest of times, if it was love at all. When we are in the middle of a relationship, it is like being caught in a hurricane. With the winds and thunder, it is hard to even see the outside world and therefore we relent and believe that there is nothing better and that this is how love is. When the hurricane starts to disintegrate however, our eyes fall upon a new world full of possibilities and it makes us question the feelings we used to swear by.
When I sit down at night and think of him, I am plagued by so many thoughts. I have the current frustration and anger and then there is the hint of sadness that maybe it wasn’t even love but only an affection that was blind.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Past Present... tenses of love
Why is it that the past never seems to actually stay in the past? It always has a way of becoming relevant again. So why can’t we keep the past from the present, and the truth is do we ever really want to?
Great loves are incredibly hard to find. The kind of love that not only melts your heart but it touches your soul, you know, that place that you thought only God existed. When the past messes up and breaks your heart, sometimes the only thing you can do is walk away to a new future that is pain free, but when the past seems to correct itself, feelings of longing seem to creep into the present and there is no longer a past tense to your memories. Heartache can be a binding force on love, but how long can you really keep your heart at bay from the love you know is out there but are afraid of facing. So until then, I will be here, slightly bruised and broken, but resilient in love nonetheless.
Great loves are incredibly hard to find. The kind of love that not only melts your heart but it touches your soul, you know, that place that you thought only God existed. When the past messes up and breaks your heart, sometimes the only thing you can do is walk away to a new future that is pain free, but when the past seems to correct itself, feelings of longing seem to creep into the present and there is no longer a past tense to your memories. Heartache can be a binding force on love, but how long can you really keep your heart at bay from the love you know is out there but are afraid of facing. So until then, I will be here, slightly bruised and broken, but resilient in love nonetheless.
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