Where the divided stand in our minds
I'm lovesick
Never sick of love, and sick without it. What a feeling. As if transported to another place. My face is smiling and my brain is on vacation. Opening up to someone has a new meaning to me now. More than laying the cards on the table to be judged. My mind, soul and body has opened up to love. As his hands trace the curves of my body my skin raises up to meet it. My whole body rushes in to absorb ths feeling. Tingling, heat, and this awesome energy that moves my soul. As his lips brush on mine, my cheeks grow hot. My own cry out "kiss me and I am yours". His breath on my neck calls my body to press against his. And then we are one. Everything changes when I want him. The earth could shake this building and I would still be caught up in time. He is gorgeous when the sunlight catches his eyes. They light up so brilliantly blue. Like a cool ocean lays on top of the window to his soul. They are shy and gentle. Pleading to be looked at more, to be taken gently.
I will never leave you behind. Without you, I would face this world alone. He is gone now. I miss him already. I remember the last kiss we had and how I wished he could have stayed. It's raining now, here now my thoughts go to how we love and hate the rain. My hopes are that my baby has a good week.
Urgh, back to reality. Like jumping from one mind frame to another, I must get down and do some serious work. It's so hard to unwind and loosen my grip on control. Regaining it only takes seconds. What a strange thing. I wish it could work both ways. That I could switch on to Phil. Doesn't happen like that unfortunately. But when It does. I feel like he is my world. That I would give up everything to be with him and not even flinch. Sounds scary but it is the most amazing feeling I have ever had. I don't want to let go. Yes, there is even some desparation in my thoughts. He is my drug and I need a fix. Control, Letting go. Which of these is harder to switch on and off? This is a feeling I never want to forget.
I must drag myself away now and put these feelings in a box. Everything I think about Phil must be put to one side. Of course throughout the week in a daydream I can open this box and let it all come back to me...But not for long. I have a job to do. And although I would give it all up in a second if I knew that the feelings Phil gives me would stay like this, until then, I've got something to prove to myself. Such a delicate matter. How ever fast I can wizz up to my own success I will stand by Phil and nurture his own. My dream is for us to be on parallel in life. That we can help each other become the best we can be. That life can be happy when we are doing something we love everyday and coming home to the person who helped you stand where you are today; The person who had faith in you, the person who pulled you up when you was down, and the same person who made your happiest moments complete. This is my dream. This is where I want to be. I will enjoy the journey as much as the destination.
Never sick of love, and sick without it. What a feeling. As if transported to another place. My face is smiling and my brain is on vacation. Opening up to someone has a new meaning to me now. More than laying the cards on the table to be judged. My mind, soul and body has opened up to love. As his hands trace the curves of my body my skin raises up to meet it. My whole body rushes in to absorb ths feeling. Tingling, heat, and this awesome energy that moves my soul. As his lips brush on mine, my cheeks grow hot. My own cry out "kiss me and I am yours". His breath on my neck calls my body to press against his. And then we are one. Everything changes when I want him. The earth could shake this building and I would still be caught up in time. He is gorgeous when the sunlight catches his eyes. They light up so brilliantly blue. Like a cool ocean lays on top of the window to his soul. They are shy and gentle. Pleading to be looked at more, to be taken gently.
I will never leave you behind. Without you, I would face this world alone. He is gone now. I miss him already. I remember the last kiss we had and how I wished he could have stayed. It's raining now, here now my thoughts go to how we love and hate the rain. My hopes are that my baby has a good week.
Urgh, back to reality. Like jumping from one mind frame to another, I must get down and do some serious work. It's so hard to unwind and loosen my grip on control. Regaining it only takes seconds. What a strange thing. I wish it could work both ways. That I could switch on to Phil. Doesn't happen like that unfortunately. But when It does. I feel like he is my world. That I would give up everything to be with him and not even flinch. Sounds scary but it is the most amazing feeling I have ever had. I don't want to let go. Yes, there is even some desparation in my thoughts. He is my drug and I need a fix. Control, Letting go. Which of these is harder to switch on and off? This is a feeling I never want to forget.
I must drag myself away now and put these feelings in a box. Everything I think about Phil must be put to one side. Of course throughout the week in a daydream I can open this box and let it all come back to me...But not for long. I have a job to do. And although I would give it all up in a second if I knew that the feelings Phil gives me would stay like this, until then, I've got something to prove to myself. Such a delicate matter. How ever fast I can wizz up to my own success I will stand by Phil and nurture his own. My dream is for us to be on parallel in life. That we can help each other become the best we can be. That life can be happy when we are doing something we love everyday and coming home to the person who helped you stand where you are today; The person who had faith in you, the person who pulled you up when you was down, and the same person who made your happiest moments complete. This is my dream. This is where I want to be. I will enjoy the journey as much as the destination.
posted by Zoe @ 7:57 AM
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