Different Souls: Once Dark and Lonely

Turning the inside out:
Inside out
Caring beyond what is shown
Inside out
The words were my freedom
Freedom.
Inside out

Love, like art is a form of language, and art just as in love dances with the idea of it, as they become one in the same.

My experiences through time spent with men and women and people of all racial and ethnic backgrounds has made love or finding it stressful, and at times, it has felt almost unachievable.

I wanted recognition more than anything else. Hearing the words made me feel like we fit even though I was shaping our interactions and various conversations to fit my own wants for what I thought could have been.
I learned this is held in what I can only be fostered in a solid trusting relationship.

I also learned that love is not held in questioning or asked in questions themselves, am I the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?, Aren't we perfect for each other in every way?

These questions weigh down the value of your worth and evaporate the truth of what could be an extraordinary beautiful and unique experience in moving through the journey of exploring love with someone who is also worthy of you too. And as I have learned as with love and friendship, they combine to create the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you and being ok with that.

I have found discovering and rediscovering yourself over and over again is so important in finding a person who truly knows how to love and  wants to understand how to love with you.
It is a journey in loving ourselves through loving another, more refilling and fulfilling ourselves.

This makes us better as human beings in what is such a colored process, both friendship and love, of creating and recreating again.