Friday, February 19

one way to love

I don't have the ability to analyze the better parts -

I speak for the unhappy moments, the ones where your heart becomes a fist & it's punching you from the inside out. The ones when you settle (because it'll just go on forever), but your body & mind are still enraged.

I'm an expert at feeling like this -

& "this" is a myriad of emotions,
about dozens of situations and people.

being here, with you means:
throwing myself out of my comfort zone, and into a slow-burning fire.
& saying that you're right (often), when you're wrong as hell.

getting my feet wet & walking barefoot on the ice.
& wanting to be romantic but hiding it behind cold glances because i feel that what you deserve.

missing out on potential fun because i am not equipped & letting you go into situations that will eventually evolve into one of "those" fights.

(everything turns into a fight)

it means getting along (less than), 1/2 of the time
it means trying to figure out who the fuck i am in all of this!
& realizing that there is no finding, only embracing, learning, growing...loving.

it's knowing that you have someone who loves you:
when you say horrible things that you don't really mean.
when you're bitchy, bloated & unbearable.
when you look & feel like crap.

i'm attempting to live through the bitter moments & live in the lovelier ones.

i can't process all of the cliche quotes about living in the moment
& making the most of each day as if it's your last.

they, like most things are so much easier said than done.