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I know love, personally and in the flesh
We have deep conversations everyday
Discussing the wind in the trees, the brightness of the sun, their tone of voice
My devotion to the soul of the world
Times changes turn my skin cold, yet the world glows like never before
Youth was never closer, yet never further away
It flickers like a dying flame I'm desperate to keep alive, it proves pointless but the hope of warmth keeps me trying
My favorite shade of blue surrounds us in places far away, it matches the ferocity of the open horizon
The time for adventure has never been nearer
Days drag on in new rooms, the sounds of my roommates joy echoing in the small spaces, I look at her and I see the sunlight
I'm surrounded by known faces, turning in my direction
How could one be lonely in a world like this?
A world so full of soft fondness and beaming passion
I know love personally
But I have only ever felt love distantly
Its touch howers just out reach, hazy and unattached like i future i can only imagine
It follows me like a shadow, always there but just out of reach
Something to observe warily not something to touch and feel
I wish to drape myself in love, to cover my shivering arms with the comfort of others tenderness
I crave the soft embrace of a lover, a lifetime spent clutching familiar hands
I crave knowing eyes on me, open arms and the mischievous smile of someone I know
The memories of times before flicker across my skin, a blistering heat leaving embers of fear and scars never to fade
This yearning reached its peek, when i looked at my closest friend and couldn't call her dearest
Perhaps that position is stilled reserved for childish games and all to familiar faces
Faces i only see in passing, who have faded with time
Faded like an old battle wound, looked at with both memories of bravery and a sting of loss
Like the golden times of childhood
I'll look back at our times in the sun and know in my heart that happiness was faraway at that time as well, even if i refuse to remember
Faces that I'll have to remember on my own, both for the fear and the hope that ill never see them again
The people who never faded out peacfully, but left with a roar, forced out the door in hopes of self-love
I'll remember them too with fondness, but the thought of her brings me no joy
Her departure left me with revelations I'm still not sure are the devastating truth or the accusations of a scorned friend
I'm not sure I'll ever know
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Romantic love is indeed extremely beautiful, yet oh so fragile, and sometimes conditional. Romantic love is always around the corner, season after season, for those who are physically and emotionally available, and usually arrives when you least expect it. Best of luck.
Courtesy notice: the following includes a reference to a book that contains writings over 2000 years old which are mostly parables about human nature, both vile human nature as well as moral human nature, parables that are meant to teach us to learn and grow, including the teachings of Christ Jesus. No religion required, and better yet: no public displays of devotion required, although the former and latter are admirable if practiced freely out of one's own free will and without the threat of being beheaded. Some bullies will label this "trolling", so "change the channel" now if of no interest to you.
1 Thessalonians 5:11
Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.
Mark 12:28-31
And Christ Jesus said the 2 greatest commandments are:
Love God first and foremost.
Love your fellow-being as you love yourself.
From following or not following these, all good or evil cascades, respectively.
Love...that powerful, invisible, intangible force that cannot be denied; even atheists live and die by it.
And since death is the only guarantee in life, Mary, Mother of Christ, intercede for us with your prayers, now, and at the hour of our death.
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