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Originally Posted by wolfsong
I will never have someone who loves me.Sadly,I also think I have never been loved.Not real, actual love.I am a good woman.I am such G dam pansy too.Caring for humans who can't see past themselves.Of course I see my faults.As if they were under a microscope.But I also know me.I have within me a perfect love...pure...forgiving....sacred....scarce....sacrificing.Yet it stands alone.There is no recipient.It matches itself to things which cannot reciprocate innately,faithfully,selflessly,equally.I was destined to be this.....object.Does love exist?Outside me?I have it within...I pass it out.I give it and want so little in return.Just to have significance....to matter....for just a short span of time inside an eon.It is too much to hope for.I just want to make a dent in the worlds pain.Wrap my arms around someone who revels in my significance ....as I revel in theirs.Yet,I am endlessly exposed to emotional/spiritual craters.My energies so scattered atop so many acres of land....that I can't plow a bed for one flower.I don't want to die with the ability to love epically...and the history of being ...just had.I want to figure this out.How I can create what I want.And for those who know what I mean in my following statement...it happened again.I am downright sick of it.So I am filing Monday.Because there has to be peace ...somewhere...and though I don't know where my feet,or fate will carry me since he won't even make the camper doable...I know life will unfold like a scroll where my life is already written.I will never share my heart with another human so long as I live.I will love ....but not this ......beautiful....lovely love...no more.No.If I give so much...so much can be squandered as well.Soon,I will have just the threads of my broken cloth.
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W,
I disagree. You are loved. Perhaps not in all of the ways you'd like or need. But, you are loved for who you are, the things you say and the peace you provide through your words. When the time is right you will know it whether it's Monday or 100 Mondays away you'll know.
Now about that.....other thing....
Me