The Sorrow of Remembrance

Love.
I always loved the ocean.
It’s so giant and scary
Yet calming to ones soul.
On our first date you took me there
To where the ocean whispered
My name.
I felt the waves crash into my soul
As I fell in love with yours.

Open.
I was always an open book for you.
A blank slate to write our love story
But you spurned the gift
And spilled my hopes and dreams.
Never again.
I said I would never love that reckless again.
I never wanted to cry that hard.
Never wanted to feel that down.
Yet here I am
Still in love with the idea of what could be.
Wondering what our lives might look like
Had we been given a chance.

Broken.
My heart remains broken
Into a million tiny pieces
Because I wanted you to want me
But somehow I was never good enough.
Never good enough for someone who
Doesn’t even deserve me.
Yet I love you,
I always will.
I believe my heart was made for you.
I was your rib.
Now I’m just a broken limb.
I’m hollow.

Peace.
I’ve made peace with my broken spirit.
That what was meant to be
Has run its course.
I won’t resurrect the lifeless passion
Once shared between us
When we were young.
I’ll bury it with dignity
And revel upon its memories from
Time to time.
The time now has come to
Say goodbye my love.
No hard feelings or sorrow
No wants or regrets.
It’s over.

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Being Real With Ourselves About Love

At the end of the day you just want someone to be real with. Someone who gets your silent looks and understands those long sighs. Someone you can wear comfy clothing with and not worry about judgment.

So what happens when you have someone but they’re not the someone? They fill the void but you could take or leave their presence. What about if that’s your spouse or life partner? What then?

The answers begin when we become real with ourselves. What unmet desires do we have? Have we voiced them to our significant other? What are their unmet desires? How can we come together so that our relationships refrain from going stale?

We all come with baggage from our past. Some of us are good about unpacking it while some of us are good at pushing it under the bed or in a closet. Depending on how we handle it will ultimately decide on how well we handle conflict and shortcomings in our relationships.

It’s easy to push things to the side and ignore them. Unless it’s on fire – that usually requires immediate attention. Our relationships go through periods of fire, too. Some pressure is good but when the fire is burning out of control it can be very destructive. Destructive relationships are unhealthy and highly toxic. We should all want the very best for ourselves and for our mates but finding that balance takes time, communication and some compromise.

No one thing comprises a relationship. It requires trust, honesty, compassion, respect, hope, love, patience, forgiveness, imagination, playfulness, commitment, vulnerability, and so on. The foundation is a deal breaker. Would you try building a house on sand? I would hope not because you would soon find your house sinking. Would you build with rusty material? The same logic should apply when building a healthy relationship.

Part of loving yourself is doing what is best for yourself. Part of loving someone is wanting the best for them. Without an investment in yourself you will not be your best self for the one you love. It’s not selfish; it’s survival. It’s necessary.

It’s been said to fall in love to give not to receive. If you are the receiver of love would you want the best or the broken pieces of that person? Same goes for them. They want your best, not what’s left after you’ve worn yourself down.

Be real about who you are. Be real about what you want. Be confident in yourself. You deserve good all around you.

Update

I know it has been forever. I apologize. I would like to share that I graduated in May, after four long years, with my Masters in Social Work. I had to put some things on hold, i.e. pleasure writing, and write for research papers and exams. I am still getting my inspiration so bare with me. If you have ideas on topics you would like me to write about just drop a comment.

I am grateful for your support and I look forward to sharing my thoughts and adventures with you.

Stay classy, sexy, and a little nasty 😘

Memories

I still get aroused

Thinking about that one night between us.

Even though it was more than a decade ago

I can’t get the memories out of my mind

Or longing to experience what we had once more.

I still find myself dripping

With anticipation

Of feeling you for the first time.

Feeling your body pressed against mine

Feeling your soft lips all over my body

As I trembled with anticipation

Eager to feel that pulsing sensation

Turn my dreams of you into reality.

The chemistry between us

Was like static electricity

Running hot and wild with passion

Whenever our eyes met from across the room.

I’ve never craved another as much as

I craved you.

I lived for the moment I could feel

Your lips all over me

Again.

I eagerly awaited how you’d take my breath away.

The force of passion between us

Couldn’t be measured;

It was insatiable.

I needed you as badly

As I needed my next breath of air

You needed me as much as

A drug addict needed their next fix.

I yearn to be desired that desperately

What I wouldn’t give to be desired that desperately…..

I was so nervous.

You were there,

So was I,

I replay it a million times in my mind.

Those kisses that make my body hot with desire,

Made my head spin,

And my heart beat out of control.

We lost ourselves in the purest moment

Over and over again.

I’ve never been so open,

I exposed all of myself to you.

You cared deeply,

I saw the way you looked at me.

It scared me.

I hesitated

Yet you never missed a beat.

Covered me with love and

Adoration.

It was real.

You and me.

That was real.

I’ll never feel that moment again

Except when I close my eyes

And envision you. Us.

The night we let everything go

And lived in the moment

Of pure uninhibited ecstasy