Friday, November 11, 2016
Monday, November 7, 2016
Goodbye
So I sit here
Bleeding
Both literally and heart-wise
I look up,
half moon.
Like me.
Bleeding.
Small trickle.
Soaking my underpants
and my torn emotions.
Pain is dull.
Not searing hot
or unbearable.
I am consciously documenting it
because
it is part of this L ove S tory
that already smells of stale.
Goodbye
I quietly let go
of what is,
what was
and what could have been.
Like a papers boat
sinking dreams
and devotions
and a love that still cries for his sake
''please take care of you,
please be happy,
please have a great life''.
I let go,
my fingers
one by one
letting loose
of a love that was rejected
letting the little torn paper boat sink
quietly.
I let go.
Tis time
Goodbye
Then I turn my gaze elsewhere
“There is one emotion that is stronger than fear,
and that is forgiveness.”
Sunday, October 16, 2016
My favorite part
My favorite part was his energy.
Just being in the same space with him,
feeling it resonate perfectly with mine.
I 've always wanted someone
at least as smart as me.
Someone I could respect
and defer to for decisions.
He has vision to see things
that don’t yet exist
or he sees them differently than most.
He weaves poetry
with ideas.
It’s nice
to know
that men like him
exist.
Whether they are mine,
or not..
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Love always finds a way?
Experiencing the pain
of having walls between us,
then remembering
of what you are to me
what I am to you
and what we still have,becoming more open,
more vulnerable,
more true
and watching those wall crumble
....then crying as intimacy becomes even deeper..
Love always finds a way
Um..no. Think death, sickness, accidents,
bad luck or simply life happening.
No, love does not always find a way,
because the above mentioned factors are quite often in the way.
Love is a powerful shield that keeps us sane and happy.
But it is not a panacea.
And for every loving connection
that ends in a happily ever -or so- after,
there are a thousand others that end in heartache ,
not for lack of love,
but simply because life happens.
Love does NOT always find a way!
But I ' m gonna keep hoping anyway....
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Κουφάλα νεκροθαφτη, δε θα πεθάνουμε ποτέ...
Για ενα γαμημενο ''Σε λατρευω'' , την ωρα που -δικαίως- του τα χώνεις,
Για ενα ''πεσ τα μου ολα να ξαλαφρώσεις γρήγορα'', την ὠρα που -πάλι δικαίως-
τον στολιζεις με ο,τι θυμάσαι απο ψυχοπαθολογία,
Για ενα ''Αξιζεις να σἀγαπω'' , που στο λεει και νοιωθεις να το νοιώθει,
Για ενα ''θελω να ερχομαι'', που εχει το κουραγιο να σου πει στο τηλεφωνο,
μετά το όλο σκηνικό,
και ξενυχτισμενος και με πονεμενα δοντακια απο τον οδοντιατρο,
Και κυριως για τη σταση 'σε διεκδικω για να νιωσεις εσυ καλα κι οτι σε κυνηγαω, κι ας ξερω πως κι απο μονη σου θα ξαναρθεις''
Για ολα αυτα, λες
''χαλαλι σου ρε μωρομ..''
Δε θα πεθανουμε ποτέ, κουφαλα νεκροθαφτη....
Monday, May 23, 2016
Is it Love ?
και τι ζητάω; τι ζητάω;
μια ευκαιρία στον παράδεισο να πάω...
μια ευκαιρία στον παράδεισο να πάω...
When I was a little girl I thought love was a story with a picture perfect happy ending. Well guess what. Love aint a fairy tale , because neither is life.
Being in love is screaming and crying out of anger and asking them to leave, to end things right now and then, but knowing that neither you nor them will leave. It's saying all the wrong things for all the right reasons.
It’s saving each other’s pictures, hasty shots, just to look at them because you miss each other. Or them snapping a furtive pic of you when you're half asleep, sunbathing on the beach.
It’s leaving someone in complete control of your heart, but trusting them not to break you. It’s honesty even when it hurts and sarcasm when they’re sad.It’s sleepless nights when they are away because you want to keep them company, but sleeping like a baby when you re together, being able to fall asleep knowing that person will still be there in the morning.
Love is finding the perfect pizza to eat on a Saturday night at home.
It’s all night phone calls or skyping.
It’s the small things.
It’s coffee shop outings
It’s holding hands and kissing three or four times goodbye before he leaves.
It’s all night phone calls or skyping.
It’s the small things.
It’s coffee shop outings
It’s holding hands and kissing three or four times goodbye before he leaves.
It’s being able to sit at home just basking in the presence of someone you love with every fiber of your being.
It’s finding yourself awake at 3 AM craving them asleep next to you. It’s little nick names and making fun of each other. It’s being called things like ‘little fox''. It’s being apart and knowing nothing will change. It’s deep talks . It’s days full of laughter and tears. It’s capturing the world’s beauty though their eyes. It’s not about the sex or the beautiful moments, it’s about finding someone who pours their love into your deepest cracks making you whole once again.
It’s feeling part of you missing when you’re apart. It’s finally being able to believe you are love worthy because you see yourself through their eyes.
It’s fights and make up sex. Sex, God, there ought to be a different word for soul-fucking sex. Not sex, not lovemaking. There ought to be a different word completely.
Mindfucking love is the holy grail of all love. Being in love will fuck you up in more ways than you can imagine and it’s absolutely heart-wrenching at times, but at the same time it’s the most beautiful thing in the world.
Don’t you dare settle for a woman
who makes you feel good for a night, or a man
who boosts your ego for a while.
who makes you feel good for a night, or a man
who boosts your ego for a while.
Go for the dream
For as long as it lasts.
A lifetime,
or
until you wake up...
For as long as it lasts.
A lifetime,
or
until you wake up...
It's all worth it.
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