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Haunted

It's never
"I don't love you"

And it's never
"I don't care"

It's always
"I crave you"
"I need you"
"I want you"

Forever
"Please, baby"
"C'mon, baby"
"Why not, baby?"

I'd do so much more for me and you
I've done so much for me and you
I'm just asking that you do
This one thing for us, too

And it's hard,
But I will dare

And it's hard,
Much more than "maybe"

But, step out of comfort, baby
We'll have much more than "maybe"
Love's far deeper than just caring
And those close to me are daring

I'm just asking that you do
This next thing for me and you

I can't keep pulling you along
Can't keep up this lonely song
But if you force this solitaire
Please release me from this snare

And I'll step out of comfort, baby
We'll have so much less than "maybe"
Love's so much more than wanting
So much more than two souls' haunting

Photo ©2016 MLM

Running In Circles

So, the obvious 'comes apparent;
Does this change 'nything in truth?
For our friendship leaves the aberrant
‘Fore I come home to Duluth

And I found another lover
And your soul and mine depart
And my freedom, I recover
And I find again my heart

There was never any answer in the minds rejecting love
There was never any truth in those blue skies, so far above
There was only I and you, two lonely souls stood, side-by-side
There were only two hearts calling, though but one love could abide

And I found this other lover
And your soul and mind depart
And my freedom, I recover
And I offer him my heart

So, the obvious 'comes apparent,
And all life is changed, in truth
And a friendship dies, inherent,
For each choice made in Duluth

But, I found my only lover
Ne’er his soul and mine depart
And our freedom, we’ll recover
As I share with him my heart

There was never any answer in the minds rejecting love
There was never any truth in those blue skies, so far above
There are only I and you, together: souls here, hand-in-hand
There are only two hearts ‘twining, exploring love and life, unplanned

 

She’s broken. But that doesn’t mean she is weak. If you apply enough pressure anything will break.

enigmatic-thinker (via wnq-writers)

 

To tell someone not to be emotional is to tell them to be dead.

Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?
(via wordsnquotes)
~Except:  don’t forget that happy is normal, too~

A Ghost In The Room

 

I would confess my love to you again and again;
It’s not going anywhere…

Even when I fall in love again,
Even when you leave…

“You are the only one…”

…who ever looked at me that way,
…who ever stared at me that way,
…who never loved me that way,
…who never let me get away…

“…’Cause you are mine and I am yours,
“Let’s not fuck around…”

You, your friends and I,
our rhythms intertwined,
our depths married helplessly,
our knowing eyes seeing:

We are not the blind masses.
We are not the unfeeling things

Who see nothing but work,
Who feel nothing but theory;

We are the ones who make life;
We are the ones who enact dreams maniacally.

Yet, you sit.

Waiting…

…for the ether…

…in the ether.

 

If I had to describe her in one word, it would be ‘familiar’. Because when something is familiar, it’s comfort in the unknown. It’s nostalgia for a place you may have never been before. It’s the aching desire to be in the arms of someone who may have never even held you. It’s home away from home. It’s exactly where I want to be.

Connotativewords | jl | It’s exactly who you are to me (via connotativewords)

 

I’m not running away from anything, I’m running towards. I’m running towards love, towards things larger than life. I’m not running away from my problems, I’m simply leaving them behind, leaving them in the past. I don’t need them where I’m going.

polarioid  (via wnq-writers)

 

Mais mon amour, mon doux, mon tendre, mon merveilleux amour

De l’aube claire jusqu’à la fin du jour

Je t’aime encore, tu sais, je t’aime

Jacques Brel
(via soul-and-blues)

 

~ Translated, with help from Google Translate ~

 

But, my love, my sweet, my dear, my wonderful love
From clearest dawn until the end of day
I love you again, you know, I love you