perksofbeingmel

Why is it that I fear your return? Maybe fear isn’t the right word. Besides completely ecstatic, there is something else that I feel. A feeling much deeper than nervous. A feeling much stronger than relief. Definitely confused about the collision and connection of time, love, and feelings in all of this. From the moment…

It’s raining there because it’s time for you to leave.  The rain is trying to wash you out.  I wish it were that simple.  I wish the rain would carry you back to me.  I wish it would wash away the misery you’ve endured there, as well as my misery from being away from you.…

I could fill hundreds of notebooks with words about you. If I didn’t know any better I would tell everyone I meet who you are and how much I deeply  love you and miss you.  And a better person would try to empathize with me. And they would tell me that they understand and then…

I hate the tug and pull of time. There are times when I want the time to slow down, or stand still. Then there are times when I want the time to speed up. It’s almost exhausting to keep up with. But I’m sure time feels the same way. It would be awful to be…

Why does she long for sweet kisses and soft touches? How couldn’t one feel unloved without the looks and feels of their dreams? But is that the only place our true needs can be met? Our dreams? Are such things our lover is not capable of only supposed to be met when we close our…

I’m good at holding a grudge against you, especially when you’re not pressed against me. When my grudge holds onto you, it’s when you’re not holding onto me. Being pushed down, spoken down, looked down on, calls for being down, speaking down, looking down. Being tied to you, it’s hard to pull against you, yet…