“Unrequited love is terrible. There is no pain on earth like it.”
Nicola Italia
“Unrequited love is terrible. There is no pain on earth like it.”
Nicola Italia
“Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of anybody else. Everything is so insipid, so uninteresting, that does not relate to the beloved object!”
Jane Austen
Northanger Abbey
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An array of thoughts
Babbling through my ever so
Cautious mind. Should I
Delve into your world of
Erupting crazy
Fissure red-hot emissions or slide through to the
Glaciers on the other side of
Halt to the three four?
Inquiry mind of mine
Just needs to
Know am I as appreciated as your
Lust, love:
Makes it seem.
Nodding your head in the heat
Of passion does not
Provide a justified answer.
Questions I do have the
Right to ask for my heart
Sake.
To keep me safe and for the sanity of my thoughts
Urging me to dissect the
Very deep core of your
Wavering attitude. I will
X-ray every emotion, every
Yearning my heart, my body gives before I get to that
Zone of comfort.
If you cannot love yourself who can you love?
If we cannot appreciate God’s creation of ourselves
why do we admire others with such adoration?
Do not be afraid to look directly in the mirror
for at least a minute. Your nose framed this
way for your face. Your eyes slanted in its
unique way for a purpose.
Love your character, if you are not pleased
with its then make a change. Do not be afraid
to celebrate your indelible mark on earth.
You are great, you are awesome, God wants you
here even when your father left you long ago.
Let God be your daddy, he is the source of life,
the provider of all things.
God wants you even if you are a burden to your
mother, he will guide you to an earthly motherly figure
along your journey.
You are wanted, you are needed, if anyone says
otherwise, please do not believe.
Take your eyes off the ground when you are walking.
Lift up your head, you are a prince/princess because
you are a child of an eternal king.
Inspired by my therapy friend Deanne through a conversation about celebrating birthdays. I write this post for Thinking Corner hosted by Jacqueline every week to encourage positive thinking, inspiration and all the good stuff which keeps us sane.
Where is God when you need him the most?
He is silent.
Thanks!
I do not want to say goodbye, she told him with her lips.
She wanted to feel closer to him up on her tippy toes.
Time stood still as she drunk from the tall drink of champagne
as everyone else melted in the distance.
&*%*
I want to hold on, to feel that warmth of your touch he told her with his kiss.
Moments like this, he did not care about public attention.
He needed to get as much affection he could before he knew he had to let go.
Goodbyes sucks but for now he is making memories with his girl.
Your non-physical touch unfolded my heart like a flower in the beginning of bloom.
You made me responsive and hungry for your love just as a bee sucking the attractive nectar.
I remember when I felt that small yawning inside, too nervous to think about it, let alone admit it.
Then came the Lion roaring in my chest and it scared the daylights out of me like the sun dipping over the horizon.
I remember when I first met you, dealing over the affairs of History. I was too busy sorting out the loose ends of our project to notice you but when I did, boy oh boy did I love what I heard.
Like Jojo “I am a sucker for a guy with a beautiful mind” and you were that man.
Our minds dance over ideas and debates of politics, history, family and religion. Our discussions became food, an insatiable delight.
I suspect my head fell for you before my heart, a heart that you once ask me to follow.
It is a puzzle, like Charlotte in a web I wrote my heart on my sleeves without realizing my actions.
My heart cried bullets of despair when I caught how far my ship sailed into your harbour. I gave so much without any discussion of exclusivity.
Your name was always in my head along with a goofy grin when I recall something you said and/or did.
Your stubbornness collided into my stubbornness into a boiling pot of too much comfort with each other
Although time has faded the urgency of feelings your essence still hugs my being. I no longer beat up myself for thinking of you. It is what it is…
Prompt Storm 11: Why/Why I love
Awww, I love to see old love, don’t you? Doesn’t it warm your heart when you see an aged couple walking hand in hand or hugging? It is absolutely sweet, whether they are married or not, it is especially beautiful when I come across a couple who is on a love journey for 30 years or 40 years.
I read Ameena 9 talents she was sure no one else would want, after laughing my heart out, I took her on her offer that we (her readers) should make a list as well. So here are few things about me I am sure you would not want and as always I am brutally honest so…
We climb many mountains of relationship hazards but we slide down many times landing on our rear end but the important lesson is we came off that slope. As long as we continue to hold each other hands gliding down, there is hope we will survive.
We swam in the valleys of relationship shark desolations, avoiding sharp edge self-help obstacles of the defined norm of a relationship but the good situation is we defined what our relationship comprises, not the standard of relationship experts or ‘nonperts.’
We will go through our challenges: the ugly and the good but like the Ugly Duckling we will raise to the happy after occasion. We know that all the teasing and rejection was a process to get to the happy stage of our lives.
We heard the opinions of many people, some loose mouths with no sane judgement or reasoning about us but we placed them on the back burner. Instead we took the wise words of many others who made meaning contributions in our growth from strolling—>walking—> jogging traits of relationship.