I feel truly alive when I engage in something that excites me—something that fuels my adrenaline, awakens every cell in my body, and serves as an outlet for my thoughts. A space where my emotions can flow freely, bringing me a sense of divine bliss.
And for me, that something is writing.
This is my world—where the pituitary meets the paper!
Thursday, April 20, 2017
Crap - Torture - Love
I love you for more reasons than I hate you. Maybe it’s the innocence in your eyes or your childlike manner; I’m not entirely sure. Yet something about you makes you the most beautiful person I have ever known. Even your stubborn insistence on making things right makes me pause and wonder if you truly deserve the hand life has dealt you. It’s easier to ignore my softer feelings when you’re out of sight, and simpler still to build a wall around myself whenever I glimpse the things you adore. Sometimes, the easiest path seems to be resenting you for everything that once broke me. Yet you slip back into my thoughts, my heart, and my life without invitation. A single gesture from you, a text at an unexpected moment, a fleeting glance in a crowded space, or even a quiet memory of you can unravel all my resolve. Though it feels like torture, I realize I still love you, and perhaps that is the hardest truth of all.
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Oh Crap, this seems to be a torture and I still love you !
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