Because you do not go away from these places inside me that I cannot see, I can feel you in ways that take up all the space, yet fit in this tiny spot on the inside of my rib. I hear you, but I cannot grasp it.
If this is nothing, I want it all.
What I have to show you can't only be felt when I grasp you in my arms.
Indeed, I can't prove to you it's real at all.
thats the pretty, light blue. right?
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yep, bad dreams suck. i dont like them at all =/
love is..... ummm......... its a decision. thats what it is.
well, its not easy. but it is, in a sense, easier sometimes. if one can embrace the good, the bad, and the everything and still come up smiling, then i think that one is a very strong one.
giving isnt always too easy either, is it?
Yet if you make me feel it I'll believe anything, even nothing at all.
ReplyDeleteI don't want to *make* you...
ReplyDeleteand yet you do, "make me", absolutely and completely.
ReplyDeleteYou make me feel, without even meaning too, and I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to try.
Beautiful thoughts, keep them coming, let them out of your heart!
ReplyDeletePlease feel free to share 1 to 3 poems with our potluck poetry today, first time participants could use old poems or poems unrelated to our theme, Thanks..
ReplyDeleteHappy Monday!