You can spend your whole with someone then realize the painstaking truth that in reality you really never knew who that person really was. Even if you took your time to make that relationship work, or you gave your trust overnight, regardless we all have many sides to us. Depending on the circumstance or life state, we make a conscious decision to what side we want people to see. In order to make any relationship work, we have to learn to be honest with ourselves, and learn to communicate with one another on the deepest levels possible. There are times when you meet people who somewhere along the lines (whether its in an instant or has been long term developed) can feel they have the key to the locks we keep within ourselves, the moment we feel safe enough to show them where these locks hide, our truest selves step out and we can be completely honest about who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we’re pretending to be.
When you meet the right partner/spouse or companion, each one of you will unveil the best part of the other, that does not mean agree ability is inevitable, it means that even in your most trying times of disagreement, the best means of communication comes out with the most sincerest intentions and equal need for resolution. Regardless of if the world comes crashing down and amidst our darkest battles, this is the one person we can go to and be safe away in your own shelter of one another. Those who share our deepest longings and support our path of dreams are the kind of people you want to keep around you for always.
Love me for me, for there is only one of me that exists. love me for who i am, because i am truly a treasure. love me for what I aspire to be, because not everyone wants to chase their dreams, those who due are truly courageous. Love me for my faults, because I am not perfect but I deserve to be loved perfectly, love the person I am at my worst, because then you will be the person the one who gets to experience my love when i am at my best.
“I love you,
Not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what
You are making of me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
For putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart
And passing over
All the foolish, weak things
That you can’t help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out
Into the light
All the beautiful belongings
That no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find.
I love you because you
Are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life
Not a tavern
But a temple;
Out of the works
Of my every day
Not a reproach
But a song.
I love you
Because you have done
More than any creed
Could have done
To make me good
And more than any fate
Could have done
To make me happy.
You have done it
Without a touch,
Without a word,
Without a sign.
You have done it
By being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all.”
Roy Croft
"The Minstrel"
ReplyDeleteby Aura J on Monday, November 28, 2011 at 9:11pm
.
Loving you is not a choice it is who I am, it is who you are, as sure as a minstrel picks up his lute.
He caresses the smooth curves of the polished wood, lovingly passing his fingers over a damaged spot, a beauty spot. He knows it well, and tightens the strings just so much as to give the instrument a voice.
The instruments’ voice, that would not sing without her savant. It is a mutual love.
For he without her, is passionless and without song. Without him she is a hunk of wood and strands of wire.
It is impossible to trace why. It is natural, the amazement fresh and dazzling. Each is made for the other.
You have woven your stories, dreams and love so carefully into my heart, pulled the strings tightly…. Almost painfully, to the point of snapping, so when you brush your fingers, your breath, your mouth against them it reverberates a painful but ambient hum, a stretching, the sound of ecstasy.
Don’t let me go, let me sing.
I did not fall, I was sitting and speaking to you of things I have never told another soul, Was neither asleep nor completely aware of how I found myself... As if I were a dancer hearing music I could feel for the first time and finding my limbs, my rhythm.
Some of these stories were sad and ugly, so I danced sadly and became grotesque.
Then you spoke to me of passion, of your loves… and my dance became excited, shining, as the light poured from your eyes and as a spotlight I became a star.
I love you because you receive me. I love you because I receive you.
This is what faith must be. Knowing. I love you as sure as you are perfectly damaged but not without song…. Not without knowing what it means to breathe.
You knew my heart before you knew me.
My only regret is that we did not have the patience to wait.
We were foolish and without faith that we would find each other.
The comfort I have is with God, because obviously there must be a plan B.
That was absolutely beautifully written, what amazing words... thank you so much for sharing this.. truly amazing <3 Namaste
ReplyDelete