Waves

i sense a distance growing between us
as the waves of childish passion recede
we are still standing on the shore
together
and healing

it feels appropriate to move to the side
giving each other space
to grow. hurt. heal.

and the great things about waves
they always return
and we will still be standing
healthier. peaceful.

alone or together. in strength

Waves

I’m wishing

I wish “I Love You” would be enough. Not the words of course, anyone can say them. I wish MY love would be enough. For you and me. forever. I wish your love for me would fulfill all the requirements that forever desires. We love each other deeply, I wish that were enough.

So many souls are wandering alone without a friend to hold. So many people have made the commitment to spend eternity together. So many have said “our love is enough” and foolishly rushed into mediocrity. But I love you isn’t enough. And you love me isn’t enough. And all the nights we spend falling asleep together laughing peacefully in each other’s arms…and yes, all the peaceful moments that we share….the way you relax my anxious mind and allow me to be…the way you silently caress the back of my neck while accidentally missing your turn…the way we keep on driving and singing or talking or in silence…it…isn’t…
Why isn’t our love enough? Why can’t it be guaranteed? Why?

Lighting just struck outside the window of this plane that I am on. And lighting strikes remind me of how people fall in love. Quickly. With a flash. And often followed by loud rumblings. A moment of perfection in a time of desperate need. Bright lights shooting through the soul. Electric connections buzzing in every inch of your body. A storm of emotions drawing two people together. Protecting each other until the storm passes.

Followed by quiet…

But we didn’t flash. We didn’t find love in the lights we found each other in the slow. Walking. Drinking tea. Daily texts. That’s the love that lasts. That’s how we know we can be forever. That’s how…

Life dictates what lasts forever as love stands right behind. So I can hold your hand in Ohio and I can long for you deeply from Oregon and still life whispers in my ear, “distance”.

Life give us please, that chance. Let us prove ourselves.. to ourselves… and find fulfillment in forever. Don’t take her away. Further than she is.

I wish our love was enough. I’m hoping life gives us a chance.

I’m wishing

Comfort

When I think about you, I think about so much more than you. I think about us, and life, and the future, and today and how the future is so connected with today, connected with this moment, each moment with you. Sure, i think about your beauty…your gorgeous face, our intimate times together. But that’s just beauty. And that’s just a small part of what makes you attractive. I think about comfort. So much comfort. That’s whats so hard to define…and yet you know it. You feel it…and still I want to tell you about it. You make me comfortable, free, open, honest, vulnerable, peaceful…you.

And in the midst of all this comfort I am standing in a storm where there is little shelter. Home, Children, you. You. Outsiders shake their head and tell me the shelter will not stand…but what do they know of comfort. Do they know our connection?

When we are together the only thing that matters is that we are together. That is comfort. That is connection.

People want to talk “forever”, they ask “what if”, they tell me my future, but they know nothing of today.

“Till death do us part”… Why speak of death when joining two souls? And when both souls know that death will not part them…this is love. This is togetherness. Our bodies may part, our moments may change, situations arise and life brings new directions but souls bound together by our random universe will never part. And I am not afraid.

Tomorrow will be. Just as today is. And I am so grateful for today.

You. Always you.
Comfort