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In my 22 years of life, I've learned about two main invisible forces that have a profound affect on the way people carry out their everyday lives; Pain and Pleasure. A plethora of events throughout mankind's could be attributed to a quest for pleasure, a desperate escape from pain, or a number of other circumstances. In my personal journey, however, I've endured both while looking for something else entirely. My father used to tell me, "Those who seek out love the most, are the ones it will most likely avoid." I can safely say after 5 years of looking for love, I've experienced more pleasure and pain than I ever thought possible for a life time. But now that love has found me, I wouldn't trade those 5 years for anything in the world. Looking back, I realize you have to experience the trials and errors of true love long before it ever finds you. Of course things will happen, nothing is going to be perfect 24/7. But the experience from previous relationships you've had have more than likely taught you to ask yourself 3 questions before taking things too far:

1) Is this real?

2) Is this healthy?

3) Will this last?

At The end of the day, If all signs point to yes, than be prepared for a spiraling rollercoaster full of romance and despair combining to make for the perfect storm that finally feels like home.
Don't use your words to build me a wall
As I am the foundation on which it will fall.
 Feb 2015 Nina Campos
Ordinary
People are more than willing to talk about death behind its back,
but remain tight lipped when confronted
They are told the diagnosis but won't hear it

I stay silent
The signs are all there, but
Even though it hurts I still stare into the sun because the warmth is dear
I won't believe it. it can't be
I'm afraid of letting go
You don't get it, I'll die too
I'll keep ignoring the signs and find comfort in my own lies
I won't believe it
please, **no.
letting go of anything you love is hard
 Feb 2015 Nina Campos
Alex Clarke
I heard it said
once
that
the definition
of insanity
is to repeat
the same action
again
and
again
and expect
a different result.
Well,
I truly
am certifiable then,
dear love,
for I throw myself
against the steel door
of your apathy
again
and
again
until
my body
bruises and breaks,
and yet still
my hope
remains
unshattered
that one day
you might
leave it
unlocked
for me.

— The End —