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Showing posts with label love thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love thoughts. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Musings of A Twenty-something in An LDR

i was no longer looking,
i wasn’t waiting to be found
but in the midst of these off-kilter webs of fate and choices,
you somehow came around.
my everyday is you,
in thoughts spoken and not
you are what i can’t live without
you’re back and latched more deeply.
i wish you were flying here
and not to another place in this world
not to where i have to wait days and weeks
just to hear your voice.
there is a certain kind of loneliness,
that only stars can understand
and even more true,
there is a certain kind of Love
this love i have for you
that neither my heart nor my mind
can comprehend.
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Wednesday, October 15, 2014

"It's About the Flowers" said Cleo

She walked beside flowers and she walked under fireworks, but she never walked with a flower in hand nor with fireworks under her name. Well not that she hoped for fireworks, but she did for flowers at least. 

She hadn't given much thought of how she wished she got one, but now she realized why the hell didn't she. Don't think that she was clamoring to get one, but she had the nagging feeling that she'll probably never get one.


Oh it's not the materialistic and inconsequential idea of flowers, rather it is about the giddy feeling of getting one because someone had that effort to get you one! The surprise, the unexpectedness, the feeling of being special and adored. 


Does giving flowers premise an effort? Is that all that makes and breaks? Will that save from the fall? If you ask Cleo, she'd answer Yes to all of the aforementioned. Love is about the Constant Little Things and not the explosive yet periodic ones. Distance and time is not an excuse. The secret is to be consistent and not doing it because you made a mistake. It is of doing it because you want to do it because you love doing it ... because you love the person.


Cleo was a tiger, a real and beautiful one. Cleo's formidable thoughts reverberated. Real friends are brutally honest and they spare nothing when they need to shake you up from something or from that One thing.

(photo from the internet)