lost and found

Things are never lost completely..
they are put away, misplaced or taken by someone else..
sometimes, they are transformed into something else..
just like the love you have for someone who is gone;
that love does not disintegrate..
one day when you least expect it,
you will find that things are less achy..
you will be amazed at how much the heart can bear..
and yes, you will be grateful for all that you’ve lost and all that you’ll find..
in time..


Call it what you want-that burning feeling in the back of your mind whenever you think of him and all of your thoughts go awry and your heart speeds up, pushing your blood around your body like it’s in a big hurry to go absolutely nowhere-call it obsessive, call it pathetic, call it crazy if you want – the burning, the aching, the sheer longing to see him, the crooked smile, the stern jaw that locks when I laugh at the wrong moments, the wonderful mouth that kisses me goodnight, and sometimes good morning (as well as all of the blacked out parts in between goodnight and good morning), the beautiful artistic hands that draw me pictures and hold my hands when I cry and laugh and listen to what is wrong-call me all of the above, because I love him so much that my very essence of being screams his name24/7 in the deepest recesses of my mind as a not-so-subtle reminder of my absolute devotion and adoration and I now hold my breath just thinking of his wonderful spirit and his beautiful face and that is what I call love.

accept him

You must accept that’s who he really is.
You must accept you cannot be his
unless he is yours. No compromise.
He is a canvas on which paint never dries;
a clay that never sets, steel that bends
in a breeze, a melody that when it ends
no one can whistle. He is not who
you thought. He’s not. He is a shoe
that walks away: “I will not go where you
want to go.” “Why, then, are you a shoe?”
“I’m not. I have the sole of a lover
but don’t know what love is.”
“Discover it, then.”
“Will I have to go where you go?”
“Be patient with you?”
“Then, no.”
You have to hear what he is telling you
and see what he is; how it is killing you.

Kate Light

1001 Things I Want in a Lover

I feel down at the moment and I needed something to get my mind off the anxiety and this led me to this  heartwarmer. I only browsed back to 280 and as the days will continue, if I have time on my hands, I’ll add more to this post. The following notes are closest to me right now. 🙂

#282 Someone whose honesty, however much I don’t want to hear it, does not leave me feeling used or fooled.

#298 Someone who doesn’t use labels to define who they are as a person.

#315 Someone to make me laugh through my tears.

#318 Someone who remembers every little thing we’ve done before.

#323 Someone who listens to my problems, and doesn’t try to make theirs seem worse to make me feel better.

#327 Someone who will stick around, even when it’s hard… especially when it’s hard.

#333 Someone who understands that a random hug makes the whole day seem brighter.

#336 Someone who will call exactly when they say they will.

#338 Someone who will defend me to his siblings, friends and parents.

#342 Someone who feels safe in my arms even-though I’m so much smaller.

#347 Someone that will love me to no end, even if I don’t love myself sometimes.

#348 Someone who knows it’s a facade and is willing to crush it.

#355 Someone who will overlook their own weakness to take care of mine.

#358 Someone who wont remind me of one of their ex’s and try to compare me with them. Good or Bad.

#359 Someone who won’t care what my bra size is.

#361 Someone who won’t forget the little details I tell them, even the most insignifigant.

#362 Someone who understands that they’re not the first person I’ve loved, and that, although I love others, I love them the most.

#408 Someone with a refreshing and brilliant philosophy to life.

#418 Someone who really listens when I say, “Don’t judge me.”

#424 Someone who is not afraid to tell me the truth.

#460 Someone who doesnt need a reason to say “I love you”.

#488 Someone I could never hate no matter what unfolds between us.