Intimacy

Intimacy isn’t just about sex or physical contact

Intimacy is when you don’t need hands to touch somebody

Intimacy is about being vulnerable, not wearing a mask

Feeling safe as you strip your soul layers by layers

As you stand naked, showing him your true self, even the darkest parts

or the parts you hate the most about yourself

But despite that he will still look at you as

you are something authentic, unordinary and special

Don’t give up

If you feel like giving up when doors keep closing in your face, when you  have been treated unfairly when things seem precarious, when the good things you do turn out wrong, when others let you down when you needed them and the reasons could go on and on.  Just remember all those disappointments can be turned around, I myself have faced some similar situations with next to little or no help at all. I used the disappointment to fire me up to prove not just to myself but those who I felt hurt by that I can still do the things I need and want to do with or without them

 So, no matter what you’re going through how hard things may seem you still have a choice give up and do nothing or stand up for yourself and do the very thing that others are trying to stop and put you off doing. Just work twice as hard for yourself to get what you need and want

 It takes courage to face the things that make you feel a sense of fear; fear of things not working out fear of having money problems; fear of doing things alone, etc . All those fears are just floating in your mind and can be dispelled with positive actions. So be careful not to let your fears and disappointments put you off what you need to do; and don’t give up on yourself because of others or situations not going how you wanted them to, stay positive and keep doing what you need to do to better yourself.

Loneliness

Loneliness wears so many faces

It is the child who hides under the bed playing with his imaginary friends and creating fairy tales and mystical lands in his mind while his parents fighting downstairs

It is the mother who pretends to be in a crowded room and close her eyes so it doesn’t hurt when she sees that no one is there; she’s like an ancient tomb of an unsung forgotten warrior that no one is visiting anymore

It is the man with the big life and dreams, who laughs too loud, and works way too much, because he doesn’t want to go to an empty home

It is the married couple who sleep on the same bed, but the dead silence had wrapped itself upon them like a blanket on a cold winter night

It is the alcoholic you see every Friday night in the pub who thinks a bottle of liquor is his only source of warmth and attention

It is the woman you meet in the same pub with the red lipsticks, a broken smile, and a pair of eyes afraid to meet yours

It is the girl who counts the “likes” on her Facebook and Instagram posts trying to enhance her image and validate her own false reality

There are far too many people on this planet who are lonely, unloved, and uncared for; and each one of them is trying to hide their loneliness differently

Love

Love – the word that we use to describe what

We feel

A poor semblance

Yet all we have to illustrate the

Feeling

Which resembles

Color more so

 There are the

Yes

And the

No

Black

And

White

(some wish for it)

They are afraid of the possibilities

(a drab world this would be)

(I think)

(I have a feeling it would never know the likes of you)

(One like you could never exist in such a world)

Of black and white

(Glad I am that such a world is not)

Thankfully

There are

Colors

A spectrum full

And you are one

 I am caught like the moth

Flying ever so close to the flame

You

And I –

I am in your

Under your

Spell

 Love does not convey my

Emotive self – how my heart beats faster

(faster)

What I feel

All perspective is gone

As if there is a time that exists all on its

Own

 And I am glad that you have this power over

Me

(to make me feel)

Take me where you will

I am ready

I am anxious