Thursday

Life is poetry

I'm a romantic. Always have been but I think that part of me is maturing in a sense. My romanticism isn't as driven by lust anymore so much as poetic opmimism. I'm not detached from reality and consquences I just choose to see the beauty in life and see life from a poetic standpoint.
I want to be missed. To be remembered. For someone to walk into a store, smell something that reminds them of me and miss me.
Is that strange? Is that wrong to want? I don't belive so. I think that desire for love is at the core of everyone. I don't usually let it manifest itself. I've never been in a serious relationship (other than friendship) and I'm glad that I havn't yet! So many high school relationships are all about feeling and emotion and you give too much of your heart (not to mention purity)away only to have it not taken care of. There's this awesome song by Bonnie Raitt called, "Love me like a man". I love the blues and this song is categorically that. :) There's this great line in it, "How can they love me, when they can't even love themselves"...I can't be number one to a guy. And well, I suppose I see this line of the song differently than Bonnie intended it. To me, to really love and know who you are means to be surrendered fully to the Lord. If a guy isn't God's, and if Jesus isn't his first love then he can't really love me. And I have yet to come across a gentleman who is the Lord's and who really loves me. So, I continue to be a patient romantic.

I love love. It's true. But patience is so important and I know that.

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