Category: Love

Think of me

Do you ever think of me when you cross the street, the rain pouring down on you

Trying to wash away all your guilt?

Do you ever think of me when you feel so low that you want to hang your head

Hang your head because you realise you lost all hope?

Do you ever think of me when all of a sudden a gust of wind carries a sweet scent to you which reminds you of old times

Carefree times?

Do you ever think of me when you rush from one corner of the world to the other though all you really want to do is just stand still?

Do you ever think of me while searching for the right words though they are right at the tip of your tounge?

Do you ever think of me in the middle of the night

Wide awake?

I think you do

All the time

Worst

The blue in your eyes became a storm

And the fierce fire that has burned within you

Is snuffed out by sheer madness

While your body is violently trembling like a leaf

 

Shaking from a lovers fading touch

Your flesh still burning

From the remaining bits of love

A distinct scent kisses your shoulder

And endless memories are pumping through your veins

 

The hollow reflection that stares back at you

From a sea of sadness

Tells you to keep on breathing

Breathing breathing

 

Gone is the ones so bright light

Replaced by never ending dark nightmares

Enveloping you like a cozy blanket

 

Though my eyes  have seen it all

And my body felt it

I don’t know fear

Not anymore

Miracles are God….

….and God is forgiveness!

Sometimes when the time seems to get tougher and tougher and it feels like I am in free fall and there is nothing that could stop it….

I try to be very still. I go inside me and search for a miracle.

I try to hold onto my faith and talk to God and wait for an answer or a sign or even a miracle.

I hope that God hears me and has not forgotten about me because,

for once, I would like to go the easy way, I don’t want to see the rocky path, so hear me out, please, I’d like a miracle….

Franky

Why my beloved husband hates….

….. me being friends with exes:

My husband thinks, men and women can’t be friends and that it is weird and even worse to be friends with an ex as often one is not over the other or does develop feelings.

Well he’s got a valid point. But as for me, I could never fall in love with a close or best male friend and/or go back to an ex.

I personally think, when you split up, it wasn’t meant to be!

And falling in love with someone you know inside out is just not my thing.

However.

I like being friends with some of my exes, just because (at least if you have been in a long-term relationship) I like the closeness. You know each other, you or at least I, know what the other person thinks and usually you feel comfortable.

But that is not love anymore, it is more like brother/sister love, you know what I mean? And I wonder “where is the harm?”

If you trust your partner, you don’t have anything to worry, and at least I am cocky enough to think:

I am the best someone can get, once you have me, you don’t let go!

So yes, my husband may dislike me being friends with exes and blokes, but I quite enjoy it and therefor do not believe in changing my ways! Thanks!

Franky