Every once in a while, I feel a part of my hard veneer melt away.
It’s the way he whispers that he believes in me. It’s the way he tells me how proud he is of me. It’s the way he’s there for me while I cry. It’s the way he gives me room to think things through and yet he stays close enough to let me lean.
He’s not with me physically. He is with me mentally and emotionally through the ups and downs of everyday life. My mind can’t even conceive of what it would be like if he was by my side every day.
When I’m reminded of his support, his care, and yes, his love, I melt a little more.
Melting means that I’m open and bare…and vulnerable. Melting is scary. Melting means that I may hurt again one day. I’m so afraid of hurting.
He seeped into the cracks around my heart. And I let him.
Bless your soft, melting heart. ((hugs))
They do get to us, working their way in, through, around, under our carefully built walls. What’s a girl to do? Feel less? Protect more? To what end?
No answers here. Just (((hugs)))
What’s a girl to do? I’ve decided to simply take each day as it comes… 🙂
((HUGS))
It’s not easy to do when you’re a ‘want it right now’ kind of girl. Speaking entirely for myself, here.
they have a magical way of finding the spots that no one else sees. The cracks where the sunlight shines through. And they chip away slowly at the edges until we are bright shining beacons. That is their gift. I call it love.
Yes, it is magical, isn’t it?
Remember love, he’s also let you seep into the cracks in his heart. That’s a beautiful thing. The way it should be. Displaying our vulnerability is the ultimate intimate act. There’s nothing more frightening and satisfying. It’s so good to bare your soul to the right one. xoxoxoxoxoxox
Yes, it is…I’m still afraid of baring my soul…but sometimes you have to do what makes you most afraid…xoxo
Do it honey. Put yourself out there. I believe he’ll do the same. There is something so purifying about removing our masks and being who we are. xoxoxoxo
Such a delicate feeling…fragile,yet so full of strength. Hugs to you..
((HUGS)) Thank you! Very fragile…but definitely very real…
This so closely describes how I feel about my love. 🙂 Thanks for making me smile.
I’m glad I made you smile! That made ME smile… 🙂 See?
Hurting is bad, but never having the kind of relationship where you may get hurt is far worse in my opinion. You always have to take a risk, when learning how to fly. 🙂
I’m great at telling others to close their eyes and leap…bad at doing it for myself…I’m working on it, though…:)