Quotes {2}

Ultimately his loyalty was to her. She understood that, but yet some silly part of her still thought he might choose her, for once.


 

You either need to stop lying to yourself or stop leading me on. I know that I’m deceiving myself about us, but you feed the delusion too.


You’ve made your bed, go lay in it. Stop leaning out of it half way, looking over and asking me, “What’s up?”


That’s why it hurts. Because I gave him all of me, the barest parts of my soul, and he still said, “No, thanks, I’ll take the one on the left instead.”


What ever happened to apologizing when you’ve done something wrong? People are so caught up in their egos and being right that they can’t admit their mistakes or flaws.


I’d rather be true than false.


Don’t be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams.

 

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Sunlight

They were meant to be.

They had to be, didn’t they?

She kept seeing him again and again, in person and in her mind. But it was something more than that. Something intangible and indescribable. Words couldn’t do it justice. It was something you just had to feel. If you couldn’t feel it, you couldn’t understand it.

Try her best, she would call it a connection. A deep bond that was always there, even before their initial meeting. It would remain to be, whether over time it was ignored or cherished, watered or deprived. It was unbreakable. Time had proven that. There had been enough for both of them to change and grow into different people. They had spent years apart, with only random glimpses to survive on, and yet there was still that magnetic pull.

He lit her up like a Christmas tree grove, all strung up and beautiful, and from that, he basked in her glow. At times, it was faint. It was the soft haze of half-closed eyelids, limbs languid, and a Cheshire cat smile pointed at him. But truly she was the lighter than that. When she was around him, she was sunlight.

The calling of the inner soul

It can be so hard to capture the soul and its workings. This did a good job of it.

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Feel it…..
The beating of the soul…
Dressed as a heart….
It beats and beats and beats….
Pumping and pumping it goes.

Blood flows faster,
Further…..
As how it was called,
By the calling of the soul,
To do what it wants to do.

Hurry,
Go…..
What is there to wait,
It screams from within,
So loud though without voice.

The calling then spreads,
All around the body,
It moves in the form of a harmony,
Together flowing in actions,
Which speaks in a different voice.

Move…..it moves…
Such rhythm,
such music,
We see what it really wants to do,
The rhythm that is,
The calling of the inner soul.

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Endless Love?

Why is it people say “till death do us part”? Why do we have lyrics saying, “I’ll love you till the sun burns out” and “one hundred and five is the number that comes to my head when I think of all the years I want to be with you”? These aren’t declarations of never-ending love. These are all finite amounts of time. Does that mean your partner won’t love you when you reach the golden gates, when time is up? The contract is over, all bets are off?

These type of commitments confuse me. They definitely don’t get my heart swooning.

 

Quotes {1}

I’m only half as sweet without you.


You’re always going to miss what I should have been in your life.


I don’t know why you do this but I’ve figured out that it’s not because I mean something to you.


Walk with me or walk away.


He’s just bitter because he’s not with her.


I miss bits of you, but mostly I miss what we would do.


You sucked my abilities dry and now that you’re not here, I can feel the talent tingling again.

 

Words About Bacon

Bacon

Crispy, curly.

Peameal, pork.

My delicious desire.

I Spy

I knew someone would be tempted!

As a reward, I’ve added some Where’s Waldo images. Go wild! Click on the image to enhance the size.

Side note: I hope I’m never this close to so many people.

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