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I am falling in love with her. That vulnerable but I don't care love. Some men would say I am a coward because of the vulnerability of my feelings for her. I think they are the cowards. I care, so what I expose myself to is far harder to cope with than not caring....That is for cowards. So in my vulnerable state you will find a man, and the insecure man will cower behind their apathy. Peace.
I am falling in love with her. That vulnerable but I don't care love. Some men would say I am a coward because of the vulnerability of my feelings for her. I think they are the cowards. I care, so what I expose myself to is far harder to cope with than not caring....That is for cowards. So in my vulnerable state you will find a man, and the insecure man will cower behind their apathy. Peace.
May this brief note reach you as your dawn arrives.
May it cause your lovely smile to brighten the sun's dim light.
As with each day, I awakened early this morning with you on my mind;
with you deeply entrenched in the most hidden portions of my now warm heart.
How I hope and look forward to the day in which I will open mine eyes and find you
next to me, deeply asleep or barely awake. On that first such day, I will thank God with my entire being,
and will feel humbly honored and immensely joyous for each instance our hands have touched,
our lips haved kissed, our eyes engaged, our arms embraced.
You have turned my saddness into joy and have made my frowns into smiles.
Each second of life next to you is a beautiful miracle, a new beginning,
a gift from above which I neither expected or imagined possible.
Yet now, you have arrived. Here you are, making my life
wholesome, happy and worth living.
May this brief note reach you as your dawn arrives.
May it cause your lovely smile to brighten the sun's dim light.
As with each day, I awakened early this morning with you on my mind;
with you deeply entrenched in the most hidden portions of my now warm heart.
How I hope and look forward to the day in which I will open mine eyes and find you
next to me, deeply asleep or barely awake. On that first such day, I will thank God with my entire being,
and will feel humbly honored and immensely joyous for each instance our hands have touched,
our lips haved kissed, our eyes engaged, our arms embraced.
You have turned my saddness into joy and have made my frowns into smiles.
Each second of life next to you is a beautiful miracle, a new beginning,
a gift from above which I neither expected or imagined possible.
Yet now, you have arrived. Here you are, making my life
wholesome, happy and worth living.
I loathe you. I loathe you, because I lost you. I lost you, because I walked away. I walked away, because I was unhappy. I was unhappy, because when I needed you most you were thousands of miles away.
Though that's complete bull****, because you were always right with there with me, holding my hand through the darkness. I was too blind to see you made the darkness bearable. You were the light I needed to see, yet I never cared to look. Without you there I stumble in the everlasting darkness. I am left to loathe you, because I murdered my love for anything. Worst of all I can no longer love myself.
I loathe you. I loathe you, because I lost you. I lost you, because I walked away. I walked away, because I was unhappy. I was unhappy, because when I needed you most you were thousands of miles away.
Though that's complete bull****, because you were always right with there with me, holding my hand through the darkness. I was too blind to see you made the darkness bearable. You were the light I needed to see, yet I never cared to look. Without you there I stumble in the everlasting darkness. I am left to loathe you, because I murdered my love for anything. Worst of all I can no longer love myself.
There is an old Spanish song called "hate me please I beg you." (odiame - Jose Feliciano) and it says "because hate wounds me less than you forgetting about me!". (porque el reincor hiere menos que el olvido)
Let me tell you a secret
Put it in your heart and keep it
Something that i want you to know
Do something for me
Listen to my simple story
And maybe we'll have something to show
You tell me you're cold on the inside
How can the outside world
Be a place that your heart can embrace
Be good to yourself
Because nobody else
Has the power to make you happy
How can i help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
That you're feeling inside
Whenever you want me
You know that i will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you'll be mine!
He must have really hurt you
To make you say the things that you do
He must have really hurt you
To make those pretty eyes look so blue
He must have known
That he could
That you'd never leave him
Now you can't see my love is good
And that I'm not him
How can i help you
Please let me try to
I can heal the pain
Won't you let me inside
Whenever you want me
You know that i will be
Waiting for the day
That you say you'll be mine
Who needs a lover
That can't be a freind
Something tells me i'm the one you've been looking for
If you ever should see him again
Won't you tell him you've found someone who gives you more
Someone who will protect you
Love and respect you
All those things
That he never could bring to you
Like i do
Or rather i would
Won't you show me your heart
Like you should
Won't you let me in
Let this love begin
Won't you show me your heart now
I'll be good to you
I can make this true
And get to your heart somehow!
This song has a much deeper meaning if you read the poem below by William Blake.
A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.
William Blake
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