The greatest moments of my life, and everyone thinks it was because I was with those certain people. It is not: they’re the best moments of my life because I did what I love doing the most.
A promise I should have made
One I would never have kept
Maybe I’d have felt like I was trying
Love is the best thing that ever happened to me
Love is the worst thing that ever happened to me
I have found peace with my love since then
But it still hurts
I believe that sometimes the most special moments depend not on the person you are with and how they affect you, but how you allow yourself to experience the moment.
yeah, that’s how I roll. sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. I do think there is value in taking the time to really get to know someone deeply, and to open up. but there’s a lot to be gained from non-attachment as well.
its like they said: “allowing yourself”.
but hey, how difficult can it turn aout to be?
being vulnerable, being available, being there. your entire presence. there.
but one should always remember:
its only love, give it away.
There are people I no longer love that I have great memories of and with – even one person that makes my stomach lurch at the thought of him still has some wonderful, important moments attached to him. That said, some moments are definitely more memorable than others because of the people that were there.
in a barrage of broken words and concious understanding of what had occured in those short months, i tried to remember every moment. every single blessed second that i had so dearly loved and had spent with him.
like running into someones arms across a football field in the midst of a roaring crowd and victory.
or sitting in the moonlit darkness in silence listening to him play the piano just for me.
or the day before he killed himself, holding his hand watching “i’m trying to break your heart” with his new puppy.
millions! :)
The greatest moments of my life, and everyone thinks it was because I was with those certain people. It is not: they’re the best moments of my life because I did what I love doing the most.
A promise I should have made
One I would never have kept
Maybe I’d have felt like I was trying
Love is the best thing that ever happened to me
Love is the worst thing that ever happened to me
I have found peace with my love since then
But it still hurts
moments in the moonlight
I believe that sometimes the most special moments depend not on the person you are with and how they affect you, but how you allow yourself to experience the moment.
yeah, that’s how I roll. sometimes for better, sometimes for worse. I do think there is value in taking the time to really get to know someone deeply, and to open up. but there’s a lot to be gained from non-attachment as well.
love hurts.
but keeps me alive.
its like they said: “allowing yourself”.
but hey, how difficult can it turn aout to be?
being vulnerable, being available, being there. your entire presence. there.
but one should always remember:
its only love, give it away.
If you shared that moment with a different person, it would be different. People are what make the moment.
We’re all ephemeral, living but a few year-moments in a trail of billions. Does the earth consider humans a good moment or a bad one?
There are people I no longer love that I have great memories of and with – even one person that makes my stomach lurch at the thought of him still has some wonderful, important moments attached to him. That said, some moments are definitely more memorable than others because of the people that were there.
in a barrage of broken words and concious understanding of what had occured in those short months, i tried to remember every moment. every single blessed second that i had so dearly loved and had spent with him.
like running into someones arms across a football field in the midst of a roaring crowd and victory.
or sitting in the moonlit darkness in silence listening to him play the piano just for me.
or the day before he killed himself, holding his hand watching “i’m trying to break your heart” with his new puppy.
Singing with her, and the elation I felt. I havent spoken to her in three years.
or that night running through the city on out made up quest. I dont know if I love her or the feeling.
The ‘;’ should be a ‘,’.
Oh, that was helpful…