“I’ve been in love before, it’s like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day you want more. You’re not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things.You think about the person you love for two minutes then forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person, and you begin to be completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget him for two minutes. If he’s not there, you feel like an addict who can’t get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you’re willing to do anything for love.”- By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept”
“Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you, who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope, fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or the idea of being in love”.
Inside her ribcage city, Lies an abandoned heart hotel
Haunted with the memories, Of a time it once knew well,
If you’re quiet and imagine, You can hear the closing doors,
The forgotten conversations, And the footsteps on the floors,
It was open many years ago, When she was still young and naïve
Believing if she gave enough. She d’eventually receive,
Each day she cleaned and cooked, To ensure comfort for her guests,
Bust as people kept arriving, It grew heavy in her chest,
Eventually to hear herself, She almost had to shout,
Over the people who once moved in, And then never moved out,
Although they had faded from her life, They memories roamed the halls,
For she was so afraid of heartbreak, That she clung onto them all,
But the hotels aren’t designed, For everyone who comes to stay,
And when you keep on cramming people in, Something’s going to give way,
And so the story goes, Her heart hotel slowly closed down,
She learnt to let things go, And moved into a nicer town,
That she’s doing so much better, And she owns a cottage now,
Where ones she loves the dearest, Are the only guests she will allow.
For as long as I have known, I dedicate this month to love – cox it’s all about love. And if you browse thru my previous posts in Feb since I started blogging – all you will ever come across is love. It doesn’t mean we cannot have a bad day or a bad moment, but just the overall blanket feeling of love is in the air – and it doesn’t have to be for one individual or a particular reason. To start with it has to be for you. Love yourself and the rest will follow.
Just like me why don’t you pledge this month to love also and make a note everyday about love or for a your loved one or about something you love to do.. They are endless things, people, places, moments, memories, hobbies just love love love ….
You are impeccable the way you are, and stop wanting for certain people to like you, call you, befriend you, stop desiring you looked like the other person in the room(at a party) and stop being unhappy with yourself. Don’t crave attention from the wrong people, especially those who end up hurting you all the time. You are who you are because of your face, your body, your personality and your oddities, accept them, love them.
Smile, be confident and keep your heels high (for all the women) and keep you head high (for all the men). Some people are going to hate you for being happy and for being you, but you know what screw them!!!! It’s your life and you are meant to be who you are, your flaws, your imperfections, all of you makes “you awesomely amazing”! Don’t let anyone put you down (well at least try that they don’t succeed..)