a thought on a concept
2008-11-24 | 10:00 p.m.
i was asked if i believed in soulmates...
is it your match, your opposite? or one who reads you like a fucking book?
and for every day you spend with them you feel like its years but at the same time it flies by so qucikly. in your eyes could they see the things you've so silently cried for someone to see. and as they learn things about you, you learn things about yourself.
and the freedom that they give you is so scary and unnerving that you don't know what to do without all your secrets inside...
so you tremble under their finger tips and you fumble when you speak... feining to meet that penetrating stare
because the nakedness you feel under those eyes is altogether terrifying and strangely exciting. would a soulmate someone who makes you curse life for being so breif and bless it for being so beautiful? oh do i believe? i wonder....
clutching and grasping at straws of flaws... trying to find something wrong with him, them, all of them... anything to tell me i'm overreacting. that this is not so special. not so amazing.
no cosmic connection, no blinding chemistry.
i'm begging. i'm pleading. to see the worst in him. but... at the same time....
i am rejoicing? AND THESE conflicting emotions
are quartering mine heart.
work on your management skills
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