Today is one of those days when I long to have someone to share all my thoughts with. This happened and that happened, and you care because I care. You’re happy because I’m happy; I’m happy because you’re happy. I miss that. I miss feeling loved, knowing I’m loved beyond all reason. I miss giving every ounce of myself, pouring my love into someone who deserves it, needs it, appreciates it, wants it.
Instead, I reach out to my friends, and I am thankful as hell for them right now. The only thing keeping me sane are those people who care about me even though they don’t have to.
But today is definitely one of those days. Maybe one day, this…
[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtOvBOTyX00]“A Thousand Years” – Christina Perri
Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I’m afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone?
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
Time stands still
Beauty in all she is
I will be brave
I will not let anything take away
What’s standing in front of me
Every breath
Every hour has come to this
One step closer
[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
One step closer
One step closer
[Chorus:]
I have died everyday waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you
For a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more
In the long years and days of my marriage, there were times when my conversational input was not appreciated or wanted by my ex. It was a lonely time, especially when my children were small and I was home with them full-time. I would write in my journal but a journal can be a lonely place.
I am so grateful to have the blank pages of my blog to talk to and people like you, Kayla, who listen. Thank you.
night owl
She is a beautiful tattooed goddess. Her voice simple but arresting. I love her. And honey I’m loving you too. <3
I don’t listen to her music often enough…she’s wonderful…
And thank you, I’m loving you, too…<3
Sigh and hugs my sweet.
Hugs to you sweet beautiful expressive woman.
((Hugs))
Thank you…
no matter how strong we’re, at times we feel vulnerable, wish that some day you can find that special one who can let you to lean on when you need him to be around!
Thank you…I hope for the same thing…
You are not alone in that ‘ ache in the soul’. Hang tight, girl. . .
That’s all I can do, right?
of course you know you have the moral/emotional support of ‘us’, your invisible friends. .but it is only you who experiencies any particular emotion & feeing of the mioment. . in that we are each alone. But everything changes always.
Everything changes…too true…and sometimes, they stay the same…
Enjoy the good things you find and don’t stop wanting the better things. But don’t neglect the good things you have now, just in case tomorrow is already here.
I hope I never neglect the good things I have now…that would just be very ungrateful of me…