The problem with choosing to love someone is they have the choice to love someone, too, and not always you.
It was in my hopes for a promising future with you that I lost sight of myself.Had I been honest with my feelings you would have known you never really had a chance.
In all actuality, you are not even an option;
You are a convenience that ends nicely
When my love life has been a little lonely.
I love – our arrangements.
There are no questions asked
Just needs met.
I love – the morning after.
When I revel in a fraction of a fantasy all night laying in your arms
And mornings break brings about an excuse to leave without all the awkwardness,
Well, because you and I both know what time it is.
The distance between us builds that heightened expectancy of passionate pleasures.
My body gets right in tune with your vibe as soon as we lock eyes.
It’s an unspoken kindred feeling
An indescribable place of ecstasy that you take me to every time.
Every time I find myself yearning for more
Yet pulling back because I know you leave me more often than not unfulfilled
Outside of the parameters of making my body feel good.
So I fantasize about those places your tongue knows so well
I giggle to myself thinking about how your kisses feel.
Our unspoken chemistry is without boundaries
It may be more than even we can understand,
Yet your body knows mine,
And my body craves you undeniably.
So let’s cut this short and get down to what we both know we came here for.
The anticipation eats away at me:I don’t know how you will react when you read those words.
Those words that I wrote for you in a love letter,
Enclosing my heart inside the seal that I kissed.
Placing a forever stamp on the envelope
Because that is where you will be in my heart –
Along with all our memories.
It’s been so long since last I saw you.
Far too often I catch myself wandering in the distance
Of thoughts consisting of you, and only you.
I debate whether or not you think of me this way.
I feel manic –
A bit obsessed –
I just can’t seem to get you out of my head.
I wrote that love letter at least 1,000 times.
Took me 13 years to finally come to terms with the truth;
Yes, I love you.
I torture myself over and over
Wondering have I missed the opportunity
Or if you’d even remember…me?
Surely you can’t be
The same person I knew so long ago.
I know I’ve changed –
I wonder if you’d even like the new me?
Each line of my letter is a heart string
That plays a specific melody for
Every year that we could have been together;
Just you and me.
I wanted you to be swept away in adoration
And truly see the tenderness of my love.
You are the epitome of my desire;
The gift I’m now longing to keep.
I didn’t realize it then, but I am aware now
That all I have ever wanted
Was to live in your arms.
We live in a world that is chaotic. Things are not simple like they used to be. Terrorist threats are a no longer uncommon. School shootings are the norm. Cyber-attacks and identity theft happen almost daily. These situations are more of a reason to truly be connected with your loved ones.
What are some things that you are doing now to spend time together? Sitting in the same room, with either one or both of you on electronic devices is not enough. I am talking about “quality” time together. Cuddling, laughing, talking, touching, play fighting, eating a meal together, taking a walk, working out, volunteering, making love, or even working on a project together. Being fully present and engaged with your partner.
The holiday season brings a great deal of stress on everyone; financially, emotionally and physically. Ask yourself what you can do to minimize the impact of holiday stress. Discuss plans to be more involved with one another and not allow the hype of everything to get in the way of your quality time. Make a new tradition.
The concept of family has been destroyed through the years by making sex easy, marriage the new dating and divorce the first option to end a disagreement. Decide what is most important and take steps to set aside time to actually appreciate those important things in your life. Slipping a love note into a briefcase or lunch bag, ironing clothes for the next day for your loved one or even cooking a meal together are some ideas for getting that quality time in. At the end of the day, it’s better to reflect on those things that made you happy than the stresses of life and sadness. The world has enough of that as it is.
What are your plans with your loved ones?
It’s the faint aroma of your cologne
That lingers at the edge of my mind.
Wraps me in devious thoughts
Of that time together, just you and I.
The recollection of your smile,
And those soft brown bedroom eyes,
I’m floating away on a reverie
I think I’ve found my cloud nine.
The sensual atmosphere between us
Gives room for all the possibilities;
What unspoken words linger between our lips,
Our eyes beg to reveal.
My soul is smiling.
Who knew I’d be barely breathing,
This time for all the right reasons?
I am elated on this evening.
Never thought it could feel so freeing
To spend time with a man on my level;
No drama needed.
I feel like a teenage girl with a crush
Because every time I look at you
I’m gushing with giggles and a smile as wide as the ocean.
Thankfully without the remnants of salty tears running down my cheek.
The only thing I beckon for are those sweet lips all over me.
However challenging it is, I contain my lustful wishes,
And revel in the glory of your arms
With a pleasant goodbye hug
And unspoken desires.
Again, searching for the pause –
The hands that linger around my waist a second more.
But we say good night anyway
And I retreat to meet you in my dreams
Where I won’t be judged for what my body wants to do,
Or where my lips want to go –
All over you.
Just beneath the surface are a 1,000 lonely tears
I’ve done so much to tame them
And hide from all my fears.
Occassionally they surface;
They expose my brokenness
The fall so incessantly
They leave me a broken mess.
Once these tears start falling
There’s no stopping all the rest
Every wall I build to keep from being vulnerable
Comes crashing down right and left.
I lie daily about being lonely,
About the pain of no one there.
I thought years of riding solo
Would mask the pain when no one cares.
When you’re in love, real real love, you sometimes have to push yourself to like them when you would otherwise like to push them off a building.
We are all flawed. No one is perfect. But sometimes being in love makes you feel perfect. That’s a wonderful feeling. However, it’s not always.
On the days when love is cumbersome, dig deep and salvage the good in the person. They won’t always live up to your expectations, but the times they do might be worth the patience during the trying times.