I have been given the boon of freedom My feet were kicking placed upon a journey to discover the exhilarating arctic air upon the mountain named Independence It wasn't my idea to forsake the traditions of my mothers who each built homes and took the names of men in their youth whose strength lay in raising strong children and learning how to be formidably equal partners It was not my first choice me, who had from almost infanthood idolized love and longed to be rescued by a darling prince I think perhaps I was my lineage's silliest daughter my flights of fancy almost ruined me the cliffs of my foothills more dangerous than the peak I now eagerly climb toward For now I see that glittering helm that sun graced pyramid that promises the reward that self-love brings Peace the complete rest of contentment the gift of eternal passion that can never be stolen or caused to be ****** inside a desperate pairing There is no need for a marriage of convenience Nor a tryst of loneliness No shackles formed from crippling self-consciousness But only deep, thrilling, ice-cold self-acceptance I AM whole
The reality is that there is a difference between love and need. The understanding of both is only evident when true love is found and the contrasts revealed. Only then are hearts, minds and souls contented as one.
Of course I could be wrong.... wouldn't be the first time. It has always amazed me that "soulmates" just happen to be in our own neighborhoods. Currently a one in seven billion chance.
Maybe we're supposed to be each other's happily ever after; for I was lost and I found you. Bit by bit, I became a part of you and you, I feared you. You washed away my tears; my demons, you gladly welcomed, then and there all I wanted was to fall into you.
These feelings, I know should be kept in a casket; I am starting to need you too much, I don't want to rely on you. You make it so easy to love you even in the absence of harmony, like mosaics on display. Prosaic, we talked way too much; we're not soulmates, but loving soullessly. Gladly, I found you and I'm not hoping for anything more but for us to stay like this forever.
Maybe we're meant to touch each other's lives, to add fuel to each other's fire. Maybe we're meant to meet to make each other whole without giving a piece of us to each other.