Life was way more fun
when I still believed in love. . .
hope is quiescent
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Quietly nice.
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Beautiful words and a sensuous picture.
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Thank you so much.
We define love ourselves. How it looks, how it feels, how it tastes. We write our own script for love. When it fails we stop believing. That is the biggest mistake.
I suppose. Perhaps I am in an evolutionary phase with my definition then.
Love is meant for everyone. I think you give people hope and comfort here.
I hope so, most days I feel like I give people the comfort of company in misery though haha! I am very sarcastic at this point. I do believe that everyone deserves love though. I hope your revisit is working out. 🙂
I really need to connect with my inner princess more often. She came out to play on Friday night and we had such fun 🙂
Awww. I am so glad for you. I would love to have mine visit me again soon.
you always have the right words that we can relate to….wish i can write as good as you! btw, ive mentioned you on my post: http://maedetera.wordpress.com/2013/04/30/blogger-award/
You are so sweet. You are also so awesome and you rock!!!! I cannot believe you are doing another humanitarian mission. You are a true princess!!!
I wish you would do as you write…I have let my inner princess go out and play very often. I don’t care if I fall on my face, I will continue to get up and play again because because your poem says it all, life is so much more fun when you go out and play. My prince right now probably isn’t “the one”, just got back from South Beach, I say, gee I never stayed at Caesars Palace, I’m going there next weekend, he lives in Vegas, gee I never been to the Hard Rock Hotel, was there 3 weeks ago, He can’t say the word “Love” ok so he is not a keeper, so I know he is entertainment, I know, let me TRY and put a fence around my sensitive heart, and I know my heart is already feeling more than his and I will cry if he finds someone else to entertain, and then I will too, but I have to remember to continue to allow myself to LIVE!!!! And with living comes joy but also PAIN, and pain doesn’t kill you, it just hurts, oh yeah, being Bipolar, it hurts me much more than the usual person but I just keep trudging because I need joy so I need to keep on finding joy in my life…
I love the depth and darkness in this. It’s very edgy and clings to me sensually ……..
Thank you so much for the lovely and thoughtful comment. It is so appreciated.