A meditative state

 

For all the miles that I will walk

For the dust that will be on my shoes

 

here today

Bad things happen to the angels of the world. Everytime an angel is picked out of my life, I feel the weight they left to the world behind them on my shoulders. The weight to love more, to live more, to never be afraid and never feel lonely.

Give me strength when the walls melt away at night and the dark sky collapses.

Give me strength.

A perfect afternoon

 

We're lying on the moon
It's a perfect afternoon
Your shadow follows me all day
Making sure that I'm okay and
We're a million miles away

(The Moon Song)

How to leave someone you love

Break up with him.

Know that before both hearts can completely heal, he will be falling for someone else's lips, smiles, and the way she dresses. Maybe he will love her in a way he never did with you.

It will feel like you're going to die. You're out of breath, drowning in pain. But before long you will be doing the same thing. Falling for someone so fast. It will take your breath away.

One day, it will come to you that he probably forgot how you used to smile when he woke up next to you in the morning. You will know, because you're starting to forget the color of his eyes, too.

One day, it will take efforts to remember that you were, once, in love with this faceless person in some distant past.

That, is how you leave someone you love and break your own heart.

The day I get married

There will come a day when I get down on my knees and say: "I will go to the deepest oceans and the highest mountains with you. In sickness and in health, I will never leave you". When I can make that promise to myself, I will finally learn the meaning of true love.

Can we know too much about love?

I still find it exhilarating to learn about you but I can calculate the chance that we won't last without even trying. Do I know too much or am I just cynical?

You said you would not hurt hurt me and kiss my forehead. In my head, I was thinking how innocent a girl has to be to believe a man's word.

The emotional baggage

I knew this day would come but I was still surprised when I realized that, just like me, you have a history of your own before we happened. We've both been hurt, maybe multiple times. We both have people that we may never get over or wounds that will never really close. We had our hearts broken, yet we are here and brave enough to reach out our hands: "Here lie my imperfect, scared, cynical-yet-refused-to-be-jaded pieces. I give you the power to break me again." We are the survivors. We are the braves, the believers. I think that's the beauty of falling for someone again; that's the single most beautiful thing about me falling for you.