Wednesday, October 9, 2013

PERSONAL/ JOURNAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR GOD


Dear most loving God ,

I have been feeling lonely for so long and ask you here to please help me find my soulmate. I don’t want to be alone anymore. My greatest wish, the one I would do anything for, is to find a soulmate and be able to cuddle up next to her. All loving father, please, I ask you to please help me find that love. I would lay down my life just so that I could enjoy even just a brief moment with her. Dear God, I do feel like I failed you and that I do not deserve such kind of love, but I wish from the bottom of my heart for this to come true. Thank you God for everything you do.

Amen.

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate

I've been thinking about you, as always. I just can’t seem to get the words out. There are so many people running through my head when I imagine you and I know that you’re not any of them, they’re just blocking my thoughts and holding you back. They’re gone for now.

I was thinking about getting out of bed, leaving you curled up I've got this idea in my head that writing to you is just me reaching and that in reality, I'm destined to be alone.. forever. To be without you for the rest of my days. I can’t stand the thought.. I can’t stand reaching like this.. I can’t stand feeling so pathetic for it. But I just can’t stop this, I just can’t stop feeling like you’re right in front of me.. I can’t stop feeling your arms around my me when I lay in bed at night and your fingers in the spaces between mine, swinging my hand as I walk around every day. I just can’t stop thinking about you.. I can’t stop looking for you. I can’t stop wondering what you’re like. I need you, I really think I do. I can’t be alone forever. I need you forever.

I love you.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate

Every day that goes by is one step closer to meeting you, that thought motivates me to get up every morning and go to sleep at night, knowing that the next day might be the day I see you. I'll know you when I see you. Will you know me? Will you tell me you could have sworn you’d known me all your life? Will you think I'm strange when I tell you I wrote to you long before we met or would you think it’s cute?

Funny, when I listen to music, all I can do is relate songs to you.. image laying in bed with you and listening to them.. making love to them. Would you do that with me? Would you hold me close and let me play with your fingers? Would you kiss my head gently and tell me that you love me?

When we’re young, forever doesn’t seem that long.. but I know that when I'm with you, time will slow down.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

I was thinking of you today. I was wondering if you’re any of the people I see every day. If maybe you’re someone I’m close with already. I was thinking about what it’d feel like for you to touch my hand, stroke my hair, maybe even hold me. I was thinking about laying in bed with you and listening to The Smiths. I was thinking about telling you all of my tiny little secrets, my biggest regrets, my life before you.. and you’d do the same. I was thinking about sitting on hills and watching clouds pass by with you.. watching the world pass by. I was thinking about smiling and laughing with you.. about going out to dinner with our friends, you sitting next to me, your arm casually draped over my shoulders.

 I'm sorry for this. I’m sorry for writing to you like this and not doing anything towards finding you. I’m sorry that we haven’t met yet. Give it time.. we will. We have plenty of time. We have all the time in the world, babe. This world is our playground and we’re just the two kids falling in love by the swing set. I think I’m going to say that to you when I meet you, when we’re together. I think you’re going to smile at me and hold my hands.. please smile at me and hold my hands.

Will it be winter when I meet you? Will you love the winter as I do? Will we meet in a foreign country where it’s snowing and we’re talking over cups of hot chocolate? Would you take me to Russia and Finland and Japan and everywhere I wanted to go? I'd take you across the whole Atlantic in a rowboat if that’s what would make you happy. Will I make a fool of myself when I meet you? I hope I don’t.. but if I do, I hope you think it’s cute.

There are questions that linger in my mind, even though I'm sure I know the answers. Will I know we’re meant for each other when I meet you? Will I recognise you as the person I'll fall in love with? Will I know who you are deep inside? Will I know you, soulmate? What if I don’t know you? What if you just pass me by when I was supposed to say hello? I'm trying to think that everything happens for a reason and I'll meet you, but I'm so scared of not doing that. I'm so scared of living my life without you because I made a mistake that prevented me from knowing you.

Am I losing my mind, writing to you like this? I don’t know your name, I don’t know your face.. I don’t even know where you are right now or what you might be thinking about. The only thing I know about you is that you’re meant to be with me and we’re meant to be happy together. I'm being reassured that it’s fine, what I'm doing.. but I can’t help but think it’s just a little insane.. a little far-fetched to just assume you exist and I'm going to meet you without a big ordeal, without spending my life searching. But I do believe that the people who are meant to be together forever just come together.

Do you believe in God, soulmate? I've been praying to him to bring you to me.. to direct me to wherever you are. To help us to stay strong together.. it doesn’t matter whether or not you believe in him, but he believes in you. To my eyes, you are his most amazing creation and I'll give myself to him, I'll do whatever he commands me to, just to be able to be with you. God knows I need you in my life.

I know that when I meet you and we’re together, I'll be able to talk to you like this. Freely. Without any thought at all, because any stupid thing that comes out of my mouth will be embraced by you anyway, because I know you’ll love me for who I am, even if who I am is immature and idiotic.. and I'll love you for who you are, for everything you are, because you are my everything.

Would we fight? Would I cry if you walked out and didn’t come back until the morning? That was a stupid question. If we fought, what would it be about? What would start it? How long would we fight for? Would we ignore each other for a while or would we kiss and make up instantly? Would I be the one begging to reconcile? Would there be screaming and crying and throwing things or would we argue calmly? Would we talk it out or ignore it? Please don’t fight with me.

I have to go now.. I have to go dream of you. I love you.

Love, Hopeless Romantic

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

I think about you every day. I wonder what you’re like. Are you smart? Are you funny? Are people drawn to you? Do you walk with confidence or do you look at the ground as I do? Do you like noodles? Can you operate chopsticks or do you just stab at your food like me? How often does your phone run out of battery? What’s your favourite song? What’s your favourite movie? Can you swim? Do you have any phobias? Are you happy within relationships or am I the one who changes that? Will I change you at all? Will you change me? Do you have nice friends? Are your parents in love or are they divorced? Are you artistically or musically talented, or are you a sporty person? Do you have a loud laugh? How big is your smile? What colour are your eyes? What colour is your hair? Do you like Quentin Tarantino? What’s your opinion on racial discrimination? What about homophobia? Are you easily pissed off or are you calm and easygoing? How often have you thought about me and who I am? Do you dream of your soulmate as I do? Who are you, soulmate?

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

Are you near me? Do I see you every day or pass by you occasionally? Am I just that one person who stands out from the blur? Do we know each other or haven’t we met? Would you look at me and remember the first time you ever saw me? Would you remember the first words I ever said to you? Would you remember the first time we touched or the colour of my eyes when you first looked into them? Would you think of every possible way to hurt me, and go out of your way to avoid them? If we grew old together, would you look at me and still see the man you fell in love with? Were we to make love, would you remember the first time? Would you remember how I smiled whenever I saw you? Would you wonder what life would be like if I hadn’t met you? Would you remember every moment we spent together? If we were married, would you remember both our vows off by heart? Would you tell me you knew we were meant to be together? Would you be near me when I passed away? Would you miss me if I were to leave you behind? Would you still love me if you knew every detail of my life? Would you love me forever? I would..

Love, Hopeless Romantic

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

Would you find the time to tell me that I’m amazing?
Would you hold me close when I needed you?
Would you tell me that you love me when you thought I needed to hear it?
Would you think about me every day?

What if we just spent the day together?
Would you think any differently of me then?
Would you kiss my forehead and stroke my hair?
Would you let me fidget with your hands?
Would you look into my eyes and tell me that you adore me?
Would you want to be with me every waking second of every day?

Would you just.. lay in bed with me all day..

Love, Hopeless Romantic

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

I want your presence in my life.. I want your significance.. I want to fall asleep to your voice and wake up to your texts, your love, someday even your face, features relaxed as you sleep beside me, occupying the space that had once been empty, as my heart had.

I want to be able to call you mine and to be able to call myself yours. I want to know your friends and your family, I want to laugh and joke and be close with them, but I would always be closest to you. I want your sarcasm, your stupid humor, your affection and your liveliness.

I want to be forever beside you, in body, mind and spirit.. I want to be the one you come home to and the one you only leave to visit. I want to be the one you change for.. the one you constantly want to do better for.. the one you want to be enough for, even if I’d always know it was me who would never be enough.

I want to be the waist you wrap your arms around, the lips that touch yours and the perfect filler to the spaces between your fingers. I want to be the one to reassure you, comfort you.. I want to be the one you open up to and trust with your life. I want you to trust me with your heart.. I want you to hand me the razor, tell me where to cut and dare me to hurt you.. I wouldn’t hurt you.

I want to be the one who you adore.. the one that you’d rather die than ever bruise.. the one you want to be with for the rest of your time on this earth. I want to be the person you dedicate your time to and rush to aid. I want to make sacrifices for you.. I want to be there for you and mend your wounds. I want to be the one to whisper sweet nothings to you while you fall asleep.

I want to be the person you feel blessed to have, even though I’d be the one who’s blessed to have you. I want to be the one you call beautiful all the time.. the one you can never hold too tightly and the one you could never bear to lose. I want to be the object of your affection.. your soulmate.. the other half of you.

The only thing standing in the way of this, is that I don’t know who you are.. but I hope you find me soon.. I’ll be waiting.

Love, Hopeless Romantic

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

Your embrace, just a simple touch would be more than enough to save a troubled soul such as mine. I need you,  but can't seem to find you. Wherever you are send me a sign. Drop me a line. Give me a reason to believe I'm fine. They say that one is the loneliest number. It's no wonder,
when I lie myself down and begin to slumber. I sense your presence in the darkest shadows of my dreams. But it seems, no matter how close i feel i get to you, your lightyears away. Some would say try again tomorrow and forget about today. But each passing day I can't seem to find a way to live without you.  

You are the person I wish to meet, fall in love with and live the rest of my life constantly striving to be enough for. The person I hope to spend every night for the rest of my life sleeping beside and every morning making breakfast for. The person I'll have my normally ever after with. The person I dream about, faceless for now, featureless and unidentifiable.. the one whose face will appear on that blank surface as soon as my eyes meet it. It’s all for you, soulmate.

I'm off to dream of you.. to dream the sweet dreams where  I'm snuggled into you and my hand is fit just as snugly in yours. Where you’re stroking my hair softly and whispering things in my ear. Where when I wake up, I'm next to you and you’re sound asleep, one arm casually draped over me and the other slid up under your pillow and when I shuffle closer to you, you hold me like a teddy bear you just can’t sleep without. Where your smile makes me fall so much more in love with you.

I don’t want to wake up.. I don’t want to wake up and know you’re not there. Be there. I love you.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soul Mate,

You and I cannot be together right now, and although I am not sure why we can’t, I know it’s right. Maybe I still have some growing up to do first, or maybe you do. We most likely both do. Maybe we both have some life long lessons to learn first. I know it’ll be for the best. When we are finally able to be together, I want to be ready. I want to be ready to give you all the love I can and that you deserve. I don’t know where you are right now… I don’t know if I’ve met you or not. I just know that either way, it’s not our time. Not yet at least.

I think about you at night, I wonder where you are and what you’re like. I wonder if you think about me too, if you wonder how we will finally end up together in this crazy puzzle we like to call life. I wonder if you’re close or if you’re far. If I’ll meet you tomorrow, or if you were in my past just waiting to reappear. I wonder if I’ve met you and just haven’t given you a second look yet. But I will, I know I will see you when I’m ready.

I always imagined you’d be taller than me, maybe not by much, but taller. I think you have dark hair, and a kind smile… I think you’ll have soft eyes, that I can trust. Physically I can’t know too much about you. But I can promise you one thing, that I will love you with all I have.

When I finally am with you, I can breathe a sigh or relief and let go of all the hurt I’ve ever felt because I’ll know it was all worth it.

Love Always, and in the Future,

JOURNAL: MY PROPERTY TAX WENT UP/ SISTER INJURIED

So last Saturday I got my school tax. It was such a huge jump. I did some research and found out they reassess my house and increased over 20%. What a shocker. I am upset and angry about it...but I am going to fight it. She even crack her screen on her cellphone.


On Sunday, my sister fell down and fracture her patella. I took her to Urgent Care center..put ice, got her a cane, crutches...ect. I felt really bad for her...she was in a lot of pain.

Monday, October 7, 2013

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate,

I awaken, and hear you breathe close by.It is wrenching in its beauty, magnificent in it's depth, warm and enticing.  Lips barely parted, caressed by such delicate breath.  What confusion in my mind! Which would I rather be? Lips soothed by the warm balm of your exhale, or a gust of wind, touching two full promises of kisses divine? My God, to be faced with such choices.  Do I enter Heaven orEden?  I suppose I must be satisfied with being me, and wait till morning, when I can touch lips, and feel that breath slide silk down my neck  in your warm caress.'Tis a futile hope, that all my choices were akin to the one that trapezes in my mind. Secure in slumber, I lay still within your arms. My contentment rising without signs of alarm. I am aware of your breathing: peaceful, rhythmic.While my own heart races: out of control, manic. We've been drawn together by an unseen power.We're not sure where we are as moments pass to hours. It's neither here nor there.  It's neither speech nor song. We're somewhere in between the time after dusk, before dawn. I hold my breath knowing that the twilight will occur. Reveling those precious hours when our hearts may stir.  Your eyes softly cast their gaze upon me, keeping Some great mystery.  Can you see my heart beating? I dare not think we're halfway, that it may conclude. I only exalt the time lying next to you. Listening to your voice, watching your eyes take me in. Tasting our soft moments before the day begins.There aren't words to tell you "I Love You". Not enough ways to show you I care, Not enough laughter and good times to wish you, Not enough wonderful moments to share. A million bright mornings would not be too many. Warm evenings forever would still be too few. I need you so much that it seems.There aren't enough days in a lifetime with you.


2

With heart full of dreams I double-clicked you to life from the kingdom of lust  to the realm of true feelings. With mind full of wishes, I surfed throughout the world and reached your post, your heart where I was struck by your love. Next I downloaded your words into the disk of my heart and your gigabytes of love replaced my megabytes of lust.Being the only hard drive I need  to secure all my dreams...You became the source of my being, my only template of peace.As I processed your vows and installed promises you made. You filled up my mind and my memory to the brim.And all the folders of grudge in the contents of my thoughts,you deleted and sent  to recycle bin of truth.Then you zipped up my fear and backed up my pride with password you logged  into the depth of my being.All the problems of my life you troubleshoot with style and hindrances I've known you let not crush my hope. With dexterity of your hands,  you hit the right key and spot And pushed buttons of romance  to bring me sweet relief.So, you're the network I use  to circulate all my plans for your rich gigabytes of love contain all ingredients I need.

POETRY: IT SEEM LIKE YOU'RE ALWAYS ON MY MIND

It seems like you're always on my mind,
Loving you all the time.
Dreaming of when we will next be together
Seems we always have to wait,
Tomorrow seems far too late.
Though we both have our own past,
I feel that our love will last.
My feelings for you seem so very real
And soon if it all turns out right,
I'll be with you both day & night.
And I'll be close enough to you.
And in the morning when I rise,
I will see the love, the warmth of your eyes,
And know my thoughts and dreams have come true.



 2

The way you touched, the way you kissed,
  that's just one of the the few things that I miss.
The way you hugged, the way you caressed,
  You always had me at my best.
The way you cared, the way we had fun,
  Now I sit and watch the sun.
The way you look, the way you felt,
  just made my heart want to melt.
The way you are, the way I am,
  no one can help us out of this jam.
The way we'd laugh, the way I cried,
  especially when we said good-bye!!


3

When I think of you
I see the water so clear in the river
The sky always so blue with the white clouds
The green grass shimmers in the morning hours
Your love is so soft and gentle
Like a dove that's soaring high
Like a butterfly that sits upon roses
Or as the sun that shines down upon me
As long as you are with me
I could climb any mountain and valley
Cross the sea and the ocean deep
And see everything in the darkness
Your loving voice in my ears
Sounding like music forever
Make my day brighter
And all my fears are gone away
Thanks for being with me
Each day and every time I need you
You are always there beside me
You bring comfort to me in every way


4

All I do is think of you.
When I close my eyes I see you,
Holding your arms out to me
And me, walking into your strong hold.

But then I open my eyes
Realize it's just a figment of my imagination.
I guess when I close my eyes
I see my deepest desires.

Only one thing remains the same...
I love you, and I always see you.

Everytime I close my eyes
I feel your warmth next to me.
Everytime I close my eyes
I feel you breathing behind me.

Everytime I close my eyes
I feel you holding onto me.
Everytime I close my eyes
I feel your gentle kisses on my shoulder.

But when I turn to hug you;
When I open my eyes to see you;
When I'm ready to kiss you,
I feel no one there.  I see no one there.  

And the only thing my lips touch
Is the gentle breeze passing by


5

Can you see the fleeting glances
watching the clock so close
Do you feel my fear of this
if they were to know of us
Will you make the most of this hour
leaving me as satisfied as you
Will you return tomorrow again
to keep your rushed promises
Is there more to this than one hour
of gentleness and passion
Can our true love shine out
beyond time and tests

JOURNAL/LOVE/DATING: THE DATING SCENE ISN'T GOING TO SUCK FOREVER

I am handsome attractive, intelligent, outgoing… and single. In fact, i have been for 2 years- it seemed as though I go on first date after first date and nothing went right. Either the woman wasn’t interested in anything “serious,” or they would just go out and see me as a ATM machine. … and while I  am not against banging out with a hot woman on occasion, I am looking for casual sex anymore. I wanted something more serious, more substantial. Something that had the potential to be long-term. And, frankly, I am tired of long nights at home with only fios.

Nothing worked. Speed-dating was a bust. Online dating didn’t help – the only women interested in me were looking for someone to take the out – and one more night in the bar-scene was going to drive me insane.I feel like I am stuck .Frankly, I am doing everything right… and still getting nowhere. I couldn’t find any reasonable answer for my problem that didn’t involve radically reducing my standards just to find someone to fill the void. I just  the dating scene sucked now, but it wasn’t going to suck forever.

I have begin to realize is that there isn’t an expiration date on romance – some nebulous point in time that, if crossed, makes me unlovable and condemns you to die alone, unmourned and unloved. The constant feeling that time is running out is cultural; The cold hard truth is: sometimes it takes a while to find your emotional feet, as it were. Some people are socially gifted; they have a natural grasp on social dynamics and are able to charm others or find a relationship as easily as ordering a sandwich at Subway. Others have a harder time. 

All of us change and grow over time; I am not the same person as I was in my 20, and the things that we thought and assumed about our futures are often laughably wrong. If you had told my 20-year old self what my life would be like or how many men I’ve dated or slept with in my 30s, he would have laughed in my face. As far I was concerned back then, that I would get by on whatever dregs of a relationship I could scrape together and just learn to live with it. I didn’t start to get the confidence, experience or skill that lead to where I am today. Furthermore, age ultimately has no bearing on the validity of one’s relationship, nor does it indicate some fundamental flaw for having waited for so long . Finding love for the first time in your 40s isn’t any more or less valid than in your teens or 20s; in fact, it can be all the sweeter for finding it after having looked for so long. Many of our early relationships fail because, frankly, we don’t have the maturity or life experience necessary for a long-term commitment; starting a relationship later in life can actually put you in a better position to make it work.

I asked 12 men over 60 what they miss most about their 40s and not one of them said their career, their body, or their social life — every single one described a moment so specific and so small that I had to pull over to write them down by Tommy Baker

You know what I miss? The sound of the garage door when she’d get home from her pottery class on Thursday nights.” That’s what Frank told m...

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