I think losing an intimate partnership is a death of sorts in many ways.
I don't have the right words to validate this statement enough but that doesn't matter as I believe this is beyond explanation and only to be perceived through expression. And you expressed it in the most casual yet bone-deep way possible. Laying in my room in utter silence where I can hear my own breathing, I guess I shouldn't land on your piece at this particular moment; intensifies my melancholic days as I am far away from my partner— the intimate one, the loved one; whose warmth and tender care I am missing most these days. So, yeah, a death of sorts in many ways.
BTW, I like the way you compose things as a whole; one of a kind. And I really hope you enjoy writing them this way, writing heals; someone told me once. Keep going my friend, healing is all about easing your mind; you are already there. My prayers are with you. Here's To Life, with Love... and always for Truth!
Oh :(
That makes me sad. I can feel you through your words.
I hope you two reunite again soon!!!
It's hard to find people who "get" you and who you "get", huh? I think it's that. Finding a someone that says, "Fuck yeah! Me too!"
And about the things you rarely share because most people run screaming in terror 😆
I find writing really tough, mostly. It seems an impossible feat. Trying to explain experiences with words. Life is so nuanced and complex.
But, sometimes, it flows and feels easy. I think that's when we feel centered and are able to speak our truth with love. It sounds woo woo but I think that's it.
This was one of the posts I really enjoyed writing. Even if it did make me a bit weepy. It also made me smile when I remembered.
Yes. To Life! And with Love!
And always for Truth 💓
Stay you :) You're awesome. I bet they miss you like crazy as well!