My missing link

Soft, warm, and silent were my tears last night.
After days of a busy life, I paused to process.
Therapy was fruitful as always.
But like most weeks, it opened the gateway to the emotions I had kept so tightly under wraps.

Quantify your love

I read a lot of poetry, especially regarding love. When I stumble upon hidden gems like this one, I feel the need to share:

“It’s hard to put into words because words aren’t good enough. How do I express the feeling when you say my name, when you breathe on my skin, when I get to hold the love of my eternity. It surpasses life. I need another life with you, I need more time, I need more of your magic–the magic that man has yet to see fully. Intoxication with just the consumption of my eyes on every piece of your being. How do I explain true love?”

Powerful words, from such a passionate heart. The author of this captures my attention because that is the level of feeling I have the capacity to feel.

That moment

The brush strokes are intensifying.
What I saw as a monochrome canvas is no longer.
It started with the darkness.
My mistakes, my sorrows, my failures.
I was stuck staring into the bland without a hope of changing it.

Never settle

I heard about you today.
Somehow my dreams have revealed your face to me with frequency in the last few weeks.
It’s as though I was being prepped for the big announcement.
Congratulations.
I won’t ever be able to speak those words to you in person, but that does not mean I don’t wish you the very best in life.

A piece of my heart

I had a dream last night.
I was washing dishes and humming along to the latest John Legend record.
You walked in the door from work and wrapped me up in a giant hug.
I could feel the subtle relief of simply being near you.
We had been kept a part for so long that I absorb those every day moments every time they come around.