I write < I feel > I am

It can also feel like being cursed to care for others when you can barely care for yourself.

It can also feel like being cursed to care for others when you can barely care for yourself.

Is someone pretending to love you because they know you will give your all to be loved...

Equal to the ability to decide

What things matter most to self

Without the obligation of forced compliance to please someone else

The ability to go to the heights of which you please

The right to experience full immersive worship on your face,hands and knees

Not having to do or say

what the world defines as accepted or okay

Simply being a simple being

With the capacity

To shatter the worlds perceptions of their perfect reality

Is to me a few examples of what it means,

To be free..

Until the space becomes to wide

And we realize that arms and phones

Don’t reach through to the other side

Then loss moments and regrets

Fills our minds

Recollections of selflessness

That interfered with how we chose to spend our time

Wishing that we could somehow press rewind

Only to find

That, that button never existed

Left with a new comprehension

That the most magical and meaningful

Opportunities were presented

We simply made the choice to miss them

And instead of being mindful of the present

We focus on the unretrievable past

Because we miss them

Not at all aware that we are making the same mistakes

With new magical meaningful moments

Unless we decide that this time

We won’t,

Miss Them....

My mental state

States the same thing

I love you…

I saw that smile,your thick soft skin

And I have not been the same

Since then…

You hugged me, kissed me, then gently caressed me

And I have not been the same

Since then…

I heard the trembles in your voice up close,

The rhythm of your heart beat is what I miss most

I felt it beat faster,and faster then slow

I witness you grow as my face began to glow

And I haven’t experienced anything like it

Since Then…

Lift me up.

Tell me why I should hold on

When I feel like giving up.

Once upon a time water was in love with fire because of how the heat made water feel. Whenever fire got close to water, the water felt warmth and passion, but whenever water tried to embrace fire, water would extinguish fire’s flame … Sometimes no matter how much you love someone you have to accept when your presence does more harm than good .You have to love them enough to walk away.