June 12,2014Loving you makes me see things differently. It captures the very essence of my own life in a kaleidoscope of colors embedded in my photographic memory in a way I never thought of before.
It makes me want to paint the world with its vibrancy so that people will know how deep the emotion that is swirling inside my stimulated but very fragile heart.
Life without you seem unthinkable since I found myself succumbing to the rigorous feeling of inadequacy when I thought that you won't be around permanently. Alas! What will I do if I am not surrounded by your tenderness, by your strength, even the impertinent weaknesses that you sometimes dutifully hide from me. But despite all those uncertainties, I am here with you.
Loving you makes sense in this life of senselessness, of bigotry, of confusion where conflicts doesn't end and life itself is a question of who is more blessed, the one who stays or the one who walk away.
My heart is weaving its own magic. It is moving in a direction that is not of my doing or undoing. I decided to just let it soar high for me to know how far I can go with my beloved. And as I set it free to glide over the horizon, I am surprise of how my heart could love selflessly.
I found myself savoring the moments of togetherness. Loving the feeling of euphoria and wondering and dreading if this too will end.
I might be overly romantic but I never care because loving you, cliché it may seem, is the highlight of my life. I'm not losing my dream, my passion. It is lodge within my heart and it will burst forth like a torrent rain cleansing my prejudices and fears because you are a part of me and I am yours.
I welcome the colors of love, knowing that in all its brightness and dullness, someone awaits for its fulfillment, weathering the sunshine and storm with me, together. The commitment, the decision to love, it is where I want to be.
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Reflections of my Heart (Part I )
SpiritualMy heart beats only for You. The wisdom that You bestowed, clings to me and made me whole. Now, I am Yours. Use me.