Sometimes you make me feel high.
Most times you make me feel low.
At times, things feel right.
Other times, things are so wrong.
Your caress fills me with joy.
Yet your abandon left me crushed.
I am struggling to love
your imperfections perfectly.
Wondering, along the way,
How long will my patience stretch.
"Nobody's perfect," said a friend.
True, but if I feel like some pieces don't fall into place, should I ignore it? Nobody will change, so I must learn to accept --or simply walk away.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
In this time of uncertainties, the storm that is in my heart and my mind, Neruda's words came like a lighthouse. Guiding me to a land, away from the doubts.
But the land which awaits, will it be a lush and beautiful one or a dry and barren one? How would I know? There is never a certainty.
"How can you predict the future?" my friend said. We cannot, I am aware of that. All I know, all I am certain of, is that I have fallen into the dark sea.
Don't toss me.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Thursday, November 6, 2014
"I'm just afraid of falling too deep again."
"Just fall! I think sometimes you don't realize that you are good enough for good things to happen to you, so you always downplay the other person. But I do think you are better than you give yourself credit."
But I'm still
a loose thread.
to let go.
Yet I'm slowly
Because you are
a strong gravity.