What’s crazy is I can sit here and write about anything. My imagination is its own world. Yet, all I ever want to write about is love.
The love that my brother and his wife embody.
The love of an older brother kissing his new born sister every chance he gets.
The love amongst parents supporting one another.
Love is everything. Love is life. Love is joy.
Where’s the love?
I’m just trying to capture each moment with you. Every memory with you by my side. I’m just trying to be the yang to your ying. I’m just trying to catch this lifetime vibe with you. Are you ready?
Within every crack I’m trying to find the light. I’m trying to find the light I held so tight within myself because I didn’t want to lose it.
Little did I know that with each interaction a piece of my light was released. I’m trying to find the light that made me smile.
I’ve become lost without it and emotionless.
I’m trying to find the light. Where could it be?
Never allow your past to cripple you.
Never allow your present to distract you.
Never allow what’s to come to become so negative that you give up on yourself.
Stay true to yourself and your faith.
Stand tall and never look down as you walk.
Never allow self doubt to destroy any chance of happiness you may encounter.
Continue your path with positivity and joy.
I’ll close my eyes and there you are. We sit in conversation and I can’t help but gaze into your eyes and become hypnotized by your smile.
Time stands still and I can feel your warm embrace. The subtleness of your kisses upon my neck and the way your words relax my body.
The alarm rings and I fight to never awake because reality appears and you’re no longer here.
We plant the seed to see its beauty. We nurture the seed in anticipation for what is to come. We watch it grow and blossom into what we have all imagined. After a while it dies and we nurture it once more. Same goes with love. Through time we have to take time to maintain the love or else it will begin to die and the pedals begin to fall. Without love there is no seed. Without the seed there are no blossoms. Without blossoms there is only gloom…..