I will love you even if
your joy becomes a distant memory, even if my puzzle pieces do not fill the spaces you need them to, I will love you through calamity and through the inevitability of loss I will love you as selflessly as I can, but not blindly even if it feels like dragging one's hand over a knife. there are so many things left for me to learn - Atlas
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and yet despite the thousands of books
written by our predecessors dewdrops of love, grief, and wisdom there are still some things we have to learn for ourselves. some aches we must trace with our own scarred hands before the words on a page begin to take a shape that we can recognize. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I see a distant storm on the horizon and I'm trying to figure out how to bottle sunshine in my heart for the darkness ahead but I'm not ready for the wave to hit (oh, god, I'm not ready) the tidal wave of time is coming in, and I loved this sandcastle. I loved it to death. - Atlas oftentimes I ask myself
am I good enough, can I do this sometimes the answer is yes and sometimes the answer is I don't k(no)w *hums* - Atlas I am sorry for bristling
you hit me somewhere I did not know I needed to guard you were right to do so but my walls went up like a knee-jerk response hnnnh - Atlas as of today,
I do not know the words that can take away your pain but I believe I am starting to unearth the words and deeds that can help you survive it. I still have a lot to learn - Atlas I love and will love you
recklessly because love is many things but the one thing it is not is safe (not forever, anyway) I can imagine a thousand heartrending goodbyes with perfect clarity but right now, as I stare into your eyes and say thank you for each and every second our lives align I know that I would make the choice to love you again. every day - Atlas you tell me from outside the pool
that I cannot swim too deep, that I will sink inevitably but you are staring at the surface of the water and I do not think that I am the one you see on trying to pursue a dream - Atlas dust from the air gets
in my eyes makes it hard to climb blistered hands hold rocks don't let go fall, and try again wrote a flurry of lunes today and these were my favorites - Atlas how lucky am I
to have a life worth losing, filled with things I will miss immeasurably. and what a pity that good luck when taken away feels exactly like misfortune. working on remembering to be grateful - Atlas to the diligent:
you really do change people's lives for the better, I hope you know to all my dudes working in customer service who quietly make the world a better place - Atlas |
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