Sep 2014
I tried keeping my love to myself and it left me empty-
Bottling up all I have left me heavy.
The weight anchored me to a quiet ocean floor beyond the sunlight.
So I took my love and divided it up in ways I can give to everyone-
The corny yet punny sense of humor, the hand to hold, the advice even when you don't want it, the adventure seeker, the invested listening, the lover, the 2 am "I'm thinking too much my heart might implode" texter, the hopeful disposition, the empathy, the person you can call only when you need.
I learned that keeping all my love kept me in the dark,
And giving it all to one left me eventually alone.
I learned that in order to float back up from the depths, I had to love far and wide;
I learned that this is how I must be to stay alive.
Bottling up all I have left me heavy.
The weight anchored me to a quiet ocean floor beyond the sunlight.
So I took my love and divided it up in ways I can give to everyone-
The corny yet punny sense of humor, the hand to hold, the advice even when you don't want it, the adventure seeker, the invested listening, the lover, the 2 am "I'm thinking too much my heart might implode" texter, the hopeful disposition, the empathy, the person you can call only when you need.
I learned that keeping all my love kept me in the dark,
And giving it all to one left me eventually alone.
I learned that in order to float back up from the depths, I had to love far and wide;
I learned that this is how I must be to stay alive.
I know that I do love people and at that, I don't always do it well. I struggle most with loving myself and loving other people. Ironically those are the two types of love I want most. I've learned though, that in loving many has helped me more than giving it all away or bottling it all up. I sometimes feel sad that I'm not any one persons perse number one person but I am indeed a person for many. I am lucky to know the amount of people I do, and at that know them well enough that I could turn to just about any of them.
