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Trials and Tears

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12/16/2018

Through trials and tears and stagnant moments of time built up over the years and when I felt all of my love and my giving in my soul dying - through handfuls of tears I spent crying until they subsided into painful silence and blank stares - I am happy to find you at the ends of my fingertips in such inevitability and certainty.

Happy to in a way that only life lessons and simply time could unveil. For if I had never been hurt so deeply, I would never be wise enough to recognize the smallest - the most important things - to grasp onto.

My mouth clearly states that no physical or tangible thing could replace the budding love you feed my soul. And I know that that's the truth.

Sincerity and compassion have the ability to water her spirit and shine light down onto her so that she will grow and rise up to be more than could ever be imagined.

And all that she will have to give to you will pour out of her pores and multiply before your eyes so that you are the most valued, the most loved, the most appreciated, the most in her eyes.

What anybody elses eyes think will not matter because all that we need is right in front of us.

We should hope that by 25 we have learned much of what there is to learn and though this may not be true, me and you stand at 25 years young and know more about life than we probably should.

Trials and tears have blessed us with the calmness of a warm sea and deep but open eyes to recognize when we should stop and soak all of our blessings up.

We should pause and build on the clarity that surrounds our connection. 

Because when you are wise you do not search out the next best thing - there is never a next best thing - only a thing to keep the short term attention of that of a wandering eye.

Our eyes light up at the awareness - to the invisible light that leads us to one another. Like a rope that has always been attached to either one of us. One end on my soul and the other on yours. Unraveling to survive such a long distance apart and retracting as you grew closer and closer. Until there we were with no questions or concerns. Just understanding and acceptance that this is where we are meant to be.

I am thriving.

From the time and love I have given myself.

From the opening I have created in my heart to finally reach you.

 

◄ Red wine

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Poetikaly Anointed

Mon 17th Dec 2018 02:46

This is so real and I relate on levels that I wish didn't even exist.

Beautiful, thought provoking and well-penned.

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