my friend shoug called me the other day and i started telling her a few things about whats going on.
the cinversation was long, and she ended it up with "babe, untill you learn to love yourself, you will never know how to love any body else"
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Love Me x100000
as humans, we have needs, food, water and air... sex
regardless, needs are something common in a human, in fact in my dictionary a person with no needs is a vase i tend to maintain the dust on on my table...
but is there is a thing called too much needs?
well kids yes there is!
you see i am pro-love, or i have to be honest i think that i used to be...
i like it when i see couple conoodeling and expressing their love...
but i hate it when too much love is expressed, it is fine on shelf novels and coffee books or even store displays, but too me there is something called too much love and it is suffocating!!
connecting the dots, too much needs and too much love, compained together...
torture!
you see, i'm more of a love me tender kinda guy, the "Love me love me love me love me love me NOOOW" routine, is just too much labour on my shoulders, i can't be all crazy/dangerously in love beyonce kinda way...
i'm more of a bootylicious/surviver/jumpin' jumpin' kinda guy!
i'm 20... sexy and flirty! - damn i just said i am 20 for the first time in my life, Yeeesh! - ...
so going on with my draft, i am not a spooning guy, i like my side of the bed, i like my space, because i get smuthered when some on is wrapped around me, breathing all my air, i mean, i usually heat up when i sleep, so i dont need to turn into a furness! i like a cool breeze when i am nodding-off/fast asleep.
i like to hang with my friends, have a few drinks, luagh and joke about stuff, i like to flirt, i am very flurtatious...
i was a hopeless romantic, i played that part better than meryl streep would play it, but i was 16 back then, i didn't develpe my feelings my aspects my thoughts, i simply didn't have my own personality...
years has passed and now that i am semi-grown up, i like who i am, a realist...
maybe i would change back, thats not out of the question, but just like i changed into this with reasons and ways, its gonna need huge reasons - i don't even think that this sentence is correct - to turn back.
seriously, being emotionally stable...
well who am i kidding, let me rephrase, being... romantically stable, isnt a crime, its not illegal and if it is, i certainly did not get the memo!
there is a possibilty that i am wrong, i'm quite the x marker in allot of situations, but somehow i believe that i am definitly right!
i can not be a love machine, that produces love 24 on 24 hours per day all week!
i just can't!
regardless, needs are something common in a human, in fact in my dictionary a person with no needs is a vase i tend to maintain the dust on on my table...
but is there is a thing called too much needs?
well kids yes there is!
you see i am pro-love, or i have to be honest i think that i used to be...
i like it when i see couple conoodeling and expressing their love...
but i hate it when too much love is expressed, it is fine on shelf novels and coffee books or even store displays, but too me there is something called too much love and it is suffocating!!
connecting the dots, too much needs and too much love, compained together...
torture!
you see, i'm more of a love me tender kinda guy, the "Love me love me love me love me love me NOOOW" routine, is just too much labour on my shoulders, i can't be all crazy/dangerously in love beyonce kinda way...
i'm more of a bootylicious/surviver/jumpin' jumpin' kinda guy!
i'm 20... sexy and flirty! - damn i just said i am 20 for the first time in my life, Yeeesh! - ...
so going on with my draft, i am not a spooning guy, i like my side of the bed, i like my space, because i get smuthered when some on is wrapped around me, breathing all my air, i mean, i usually heat up when i sleep, so i dont need to turn into a furness! i like a cool breeze when i am nodding-off/fast asleep.
i like to hang with my friends, have a few drinks, luagh and joke about stuff, i like to flirt, i am very flurtatious...
i was a hopeless romantic, i played that part better than meryl streep would play it, but i was 16 back then, i didn't develpe my feelings my aspects my thoughts, i simply didn't have my own personality...
years has passed and now that i am semi-grown up, i like who i am, a realist...
maybe i would change back, thats not out of the question, but just like i changed into this with reasons and ways, its gonna need huge reasons - i don't even think that this sentence is correct - to turn back.
seriously, being emotionally stable...
well who am i kidding, let me rephrase, being... romantically stable, isnt a crime, its not illegal and if it is, i certainly did not get the memo!
there is a possibilty that i am wrong, i'm quite the x marker in allot of situations, but somehow i believe that i am definitly right!
i can not be a love machine, that produces love 24 on 24 hours per day all week!
i just can't!
It's
It's quit enticing
How your breath fondles with my upper lip…
Quit seducing…
When you get taller to kiss me…
By taking a step…
Quit amusing
The journey from your hair to your breast…
Then back to your shoulders tip
That’s it touch my skin…
Take off my pride
My ego… my sadistic side…
That veil…
Eyes like yours…
Too bright to be hidden…
Or put in jail…
I want to wash the dust of life in your river…
Infatuate me… deep pleasure pain…
I don’t want to feel better…
Words have no meaning when you think of me…
Words…
Entice…
Seduce
Amaze… amuse… a muse
How your breath fondles with my upper lip…
Quit seducing…
When you get taller to kiss me…
By taking a step…
Quit amusing
The journey from your hair to your breast…
Then back to your shoulders tip
That’s it touch my skin…
Take off my pride
My ego… my sadistic side…
That veil…
Eyes like yours…
Too bright to be hidden…
Or put in jail…
I want to wash the dust of life in your river…
Infatuate me… deep pleasure pain…
I don’t want to feel better…
Words have no meaning when you think of me…
Words…
Entice…
Seduce
Amaze… amuse… a muse
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