Love is not complicated.
It may begin with this.
Then ultimately becomes this.
Love is this simple.
Longing for his smile
Longing for his laughter
Longing for his hug
Longing for his kiss
Longing for his words
Longing for his passion
Longing for his love
Simply longing him
I am very far from perfect and embodied of imperfections. I know, I know, it’s extremely hard to believe! I am only human. I do make mistakes on a regular basis, and probably more often than I realize. I will say things, unintentionally, that may be offensive to others, without even realizing it. I may have done something, unknowingly, that may have hurt someone’s feelings. Admittedly, I know I’ve done someone wrong as opportunity presented itself, to where it haunts my conscience. Regardless, it’s my life’s story, which I hope may inspire others. Without poor choices and mistakes made, valuable life lessons would not have been learned. Hopefully, because of these learned lessons, I will instinctively know how to better handle and/or conduct myself in future situations, if and when they ever arise. Life is an ongoing adventure faced with undaunting obstacles. I have grown up having high expectations of myself. Now that I am somewhat grown up, I have learned to show myself more leniency and to be more self-forgiving. Or I can just do or think the obviously easy response to everything from now on and just say fuck it. 😊
Concealed emotions once supressed now accepted
Twenty years of silent suffering finally surfaced
A blow to the ego was never intended
Understanding and sincere apologies appreciated
Forgiveness, yes. Admittedly, this cannot be fixed
Want to give me the world you took from me
Gifts a-plenty and kind gestures galore
Too much to bare and too late to serve their purpose
Humbled by realization of past mistakes
Eager to acknowledge and validate
Ownership of blinded hurtfulness
Years of devoted loyalty wasted
Love enough to let go
Thank you for the goodbye
Time for my new hello
Wake up with a smile.
Because I choose to.
Was told I smile too much.
Was assumed unhappy when not.
My best company is me.
Try to do good by me and you.
Because I choose to.
No judgements please before known truthes.
For when you do, I say “F” you.
Lessons learned once again.
Not all choices please everyone.
Promise to self:
I give myself permission to be happy and smile about it.
I give myself permission to be unhappy and a full on bitch!
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