The rain came before the sun. The umbrella, I placed over my head didn’t prevent me from being drenched. The storm was a message, we really wanted to spend the rest of our lives together. We fought until we spoke the same language. We shared until it became natural. We hugged and kissed until we were pros. We ask hard questions expecting honest answers. We searched for where we related together. We never pretend we didn’t disagree, we expressed it. Sometimes we had to retreat to our corners, other times we stood in the middle of the ring and traded punches. I thought, I was protected by the umbrella over my head but I was drenched. She came from out of nowhere; clear skies, one gray cloud, then the whole world went black. My heart pumped, frustration became a normal emotion, but the greatest Love was somehow being built. She didn’t want my compassion, she wanted my truth. She didn’t shy away from my mind, she just challenged it to open up further. It was raw from the beginning until one day we were cooked. All of our truths on the table, we were ready to dine for a lifetime. Then, the sun came out….
Is it Love that you believe in? Or is it the passion of moments that you try to hold on to for a lifetime? You come home day after day, building a life with someone that takes you for granted. You hold on to the great times as if the relationship shouldn’t be full of them. We are taught that we should eat straps because in the beginning we were dining at the finest resturants. Relationship are hardwork they say….but it is personal. Passion should replace the word work. Arguments should create peace not distant memories of souls intertwined. Bitting our tongues isn’t Love, it’s a mouth full of blood, and it hurts. When we are ready to walk out the door, why is there another gear they can achieve? Shouldn’t that be the gear that’s consistently shown. Shouldn’t the exception be alone time to collect our thoughts? It is sad! Our reality is working through selfish choices because we Love someone. Shouldn’t Love be keeping your Love ones in mind before you make a choice? It’s heartbreaking! We see a happy couple and widsom is telling them, they will not be happy forever. Happy people are so naive, yet miserable one’s are insightful. Do you believe in Love? Love is, going through life honoring every commitment you made with your life. Love is, communicating every misguided thought to essure your relationship remains guided. Love is, navigating through life’s problems not creating problems, just to say you witnessed life. We need to learn what Love is because our belief in Love is starting to cross the thin line to hate….
Can you truly be comfortable in your skin if the people around you aren’t comfortable in theirs? I am a confident, strong willed, empathetic, and optimistic man. I walk through the earth with a belief that God is always on my side. I surrendered to the faith “what can’t be solved by one, can only be solved by many.” Yet, peace of mind seems to escape those around me! “Surrender” sounds too weak of a term for them to grasp. They don’t see the power in seeing beyond the word long enough to make sense out of the sentence it has been inserted in. They fail to understand a word used in at right context serves a greater purpose. Maybe, they don’t wish to serve because they are too busy connecting the word “Serve” to “Servant”. They don’t see when I say “surrender” it’s to the idea that we are greater as like minds than one mind. When I say “serve” i am saying use your strengths to build a stronger society which can start the discussion toward a stronger world. How can I truly have comfort in my skin when I know I can’t improve this land without others being comfortable in theirs….
What scares people from making their heart available is the fact that they have given their heart in the past and failed. But, succeeding at a RELATIONSHIP takes risking your heart every time yet knowing the value of your heart. When you find someone special, give them your life support freely. The right person will give you theirs in return and both of you will have all the support you need. Trust yourself again! You may continue to pick the wrong ones but with the right MENTALITY you will be prepared for the right one. DEDICATE your life to people you Love and through the fighting and fussing you will have a strong VILLAGE.
People working together cover more ground than those working separately….
I Want Great….
People may be able to string a few good moments together but you have to have a soul to function around me. I mean, most would settle for “good” because they have been “bad” a time in their lives. I expect great! I have an expectation for life which means I have an expectation for those around me. I have done a lot of bad (wrong). I continue to fail and get back up; I correct with focus and dedication. I think of those in my life before I decide to do something in life. You can guarantee I will be loyal to my words, dedicated to my actions, honest in my approach, and truthful in my apologies. Others returns should mirror the same. My company should reflect my values and set my worth. A few good deeds and just showing up through hard times isn’t good enough. You have to be present through it all, devote your heart beat. I am worthy….
Our hearts have a timeless warmth, the cold will never freeze. We lie in each other’s arm from night to day, waiting for the day to turn to night once more. Our setting suns have become rising moons, our pupils have starred in that connection. We have been placed on the face of this earth to face this earth together. Our hearts beat strength when they are closer to one another. The hearts aches are soothed in the joy and passion we have for each other. So, we wait for the night to pillow talk our fears and wake up to ignite the fire of conquering everyone of them. Us together will shine regardless, even if we are the only light provided in darkness….
Your hand shrinks around my throat, looking for hope. You want to strangle life from me because I haven’t said “I Love You” in days. We walk through our home like ghosts, passing through one another, but cannot feel the connection. Our tongues are swallowed, the silence speaks aloud. It this the end? It can’t be. Our heartbeats are present, navigating us home day after, day. I hear yours and I know you hear mine. Yet, we waste days in stubbornness believing we are honoring principles. I finally glance your way on the way to the kitchen, your lips part, the dialogue starts, and we start reconstructing our home again….