Olúwafèyíṣarámi

Every one craves to be heard; Without words, telepathic responses To laugh  at my every silly joke To be given special preference over others To whisper exclusive "sweet nothings" Rosy, sweet and romantic fights... Joy and laughter overflows from the fountain within, A perfect understanding of one another Our body language made for the other The perfect fantasy. A relationship unrefined by fire. Untouched by the cross. Sweet nothings. What we seek depends on the world we belong to. What essence do we seek? Or who needs a 'nothing' cos it is sweet? We crave Essence! The ideal! The real! A relationship established on principles; And on co-building with the divine.

Phases. This is partly what I have been missing. IT IS ALL A PHASE. But my mind had wrapped itself around the drama and made it the norm. It has damaged my soul and made me weary. But it is a phase. A damn phase. So it must have an exit. This is not me. It is just a phase in my journey. Help me heal from all of the drama before. Help me learn of them well. You have broken me and are breaking me still. Give me the strength to go through these sufferings....because I don't want to come back here. Help me heal that I may be whole.

It was beautiful. A gift on both counts. You gave me 'the' priceless gift One I cherish and will never forget. I'm honored to be the one. For me, you were the exception. One I chose....for this... That was all me...all you. A very beautiful making....a gift. But more.... This is what we subscribed to. Much more than this. And we will find it. It's a lifetime subscription. As long as we are plugged to the same source. I won't be your idol. You won't be mine. I am what I am to you. Nothing changes. Nothing touches it. You will always hold that space. I am grateful for you. And will love you always.

In the midst of crisis Opportunities arise. In WRONG, there is GROWN. Perspective.....

Finally, I heal. Forgiven. Untouched. Free.

Today, I came into a new level of love, deeper than yesterday's. It is never enough to just know. Without love and wisdom, we are lost. And everything just stopped being an issue. In the light of this, I cannot afford to look at you the same way I did yesterday. He is looking at me differently and drawing me closer still in spite of me....all he needed was a possible, willing me. I am in love. I wish you could see.

I am tired. Good intentions are never enough. Love is never enough. I see that now. What people want is not love. It is their own different versions of what love is. I don't have that. I can't give that. And that is always an issue. Oh, if only I could share this love in me. If only you could bask in it with me (I have dreamed this so many times). I want to pour myself out and laugh with you as a child, without holding back....I want that with every iota of my being. It doesn't matter what I see is best or think is right. I BOW. It is first and ALL about you.