By NorCali, Feb/23/2016
Yes it does..if you figure out the secret let me know.
We bash ourselves against the rocks of failure to find it..it must be good.
Aren't we made to be with another? ...and not just any other but that one person that we connect
with in heart, mind, body, and most of all, with our souls?
I can't help but want this as anyone else with a heart does too.
I've been good at being alone..it is safer I will admit. There is no risk in getting hurt but it is not
happiness. Real happiness is being with someone you truly and deeply feel an unconditional love for and a total willingness to sacrifice everything for knowing that if you do,
you have done the greatest thing possible without regret.
Love to me..it is when I see her weakness and I wrap arms around that..I protect her and lift her..her fears and her worries I bring comfort too. I feed her my strength and give her reassurance..with me she is always safe..there is never any judgment..only safety and acceptance.
If she is lost, I will guide ..and if she is in need then I provide, and from these things I do I am lifted into the greatest joy and find my own purpose. In that is my motivation and my own strength because alone I am weak, sad, without direction but for the Love of her I can move mountains and perform miracles.
And for me..she gives her unconditional acceptance. She knows I am not the strongest, the swiftest..I may not have the most. I'm a man after all..
I burp..I procrastinate..I forget..I snore..sometimes my belly grows large and over my belt..I have hair coming out of my nose and maybe also my ears
...men are gross I don't know how women love men ...but she does love me..and I can be weak and I can be imperfect..and it's ok..I don't have to hide that.
I have fears..she tells me it's ok.
I falter sometimes..and I fall but she picks me up and reminds me she will love me regardless and if I forget to love she reminds me what my heart is for.
I feel this is what love is..I want it..more than anything but I also feel afraid it will never come..or I may never give it to myself ..but I'm also an optimist so I never give up. I go on believing I can have it and I will some day. But if not..then I think I will fool myself and live alone, sad underneath it all but still smiling
so no one will ever know it. How many are on this same voyage?..countless hearts I am sure.