It’s Monday and I am quasi-betwixt high-gravity and mellow. It’s one of those silly dating anniversary’s I suppose. Love is such an invisible yet tangible force of nature isn’t it? It’s tendrils wrap tightly about your heart, sometimes squeezing just a little too tightly, other times you hardly feel the weight there, it just is. I’ve learned a few things over the years about love, you don’t date this long and not do so, thats for sure. I think the most important life love lesson that has touched me as I have aged is; though true love is unconditional, a healthy, loving relationship is always conditional. There should always be boundaries to which each partner dare not tread, a partnership of forward motion and helpfulness, not a smothering takeover of the other’s heart. Me and you, may become we, but it should be ruled with duality, not one over powering another. Honestly, who needs someone that sees what’s good about us? What we need is someone who see’s the bad and inspite of it, still wants us. So we slog on through, trying but never quite finding “the one.” But somewhere between the heartaches and waiting we are given another chance to be found by someone who can show us that we don’t deserve to be just an option, that to this one person we are their choice. Not their best choice, their only choice.
You know the one, it’s that person, that moment in time when you look at them and realize, this is it, this is the real thing, I love him and they just smile because they already knew. They knew it all along. The person you miss when they are not with you but you know distance will never seperate your two hearts because your memories of each other span the miles and no matter the distance you always, in seconds, will be there. Together in some cosmic moment scattered in space. How though you miss them, deep inside you know the more important issue is that you have that special one to miss. I think thats the stepping stone that makes the world forge on, creeping through years, evolving, softening, melding to form new colors, new families, a soft blending within us, making us stronger than who we were before we knew each other. Love. Just Love.
Take from? Love is in the air, it’s a palpable presence in my world, right beyond my fingertips, if only I would just reach a little further. Just a touch further. Love is, but above all things, the most important when trying to touch the stars, is never forget the most important thing of all. Love yourself.