now is one of those times
sometimes i feel so overwhelmed with a sense of beauty and peace and joy that i want nothing more than to share it with someone. deeply, intimately, mutually. with all our senses. i want to hug someone until i feel weak with the love i’ve released. it’s these times now that have become the few and far between that i miss kevin again. i felt when i was with him, we both understood that beauty. i can’t name or really claim any other moments where i was sure of that same breed of mutual understanding. i don’t want to be with him again, but i desire that level of closeness with another person. with someone amazing, enlightened, beautiful. whose eyes i can become lost in. whose words i can be bathed in. whose warmth i can be cloaked in. most times i feel pretty ok as just me. often even really really good as just me. happy. content. there’s a lot there in the i am that is. but sometimes i think, how much more can there be in the i am that are? with two, isn’t it magnified? even just a little? maybe not. but maybe some things are just easier.
“there’s a lot there in the i am that is.” <–that makes me smile. and it makes me laugh when you say things like "just me" like you're saying "oh, it's just a piece of cheese" or "it's just the ice maker." like it doesn't matter or something. sometimes, kirsten, i feel like you are a huge pillow that covers the entire world. in my head, you are so big. do with that what you will, but it's
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true. that’s all i have to say about that.
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