We are angel unit "Alterations and Repairs." When you have a heartbreak of great magnitude we feel the shockwaves and come so see what we can do. If there are alterations to make we do those first, trying to teach the person new skills they need for future relationships. We also seek to repair the damage, and in victims that can be an extensive and extended task that takes years. Yet here is the good news, once alterations and repairs are done we can re-pair you at the alter. Be warned, however, if we come it is a once in a lifetime deal... you get your alter-ration and the rest is up to you to make it work. We care not for human marriage, yet only that the heart can make its eternal bond to a soulmate. Lovers is enough, but marry if you will. We are angels. Here to heal and bring love.
To keep my insecurities from messing my new relationship up I needed to lean into discomfort, to tolerate uncomfortable thoughts and let the feelings pass. That way I could respond appropriately rather than reacting inappropriately. I'd been into sport so I knew all about discomfort tolerance, it was then a matter of transferring the skill into my emotional world.
In this new relationship I feel so good because you see all of me and I see all of you. There is such freedom in that, yet also a powerful sense of being home, of belonging, of wishing to ever-stay. In that is the secret of our strong bond, of how it formed so fast. Pure hearts will do that, that's the way love is.
This new relationship is a new day, a fresh start, a clean slate... all the cliches come tumbling out be cause they all apply so well. The idea of you, the way you are, your stoic loving soul brings such serenity to my own. You be you. I'll be me. I think that's enough for the both of us, right?
Whomever matters to you matters to me. Whomever you love I will love too. Because my heart is open to you, it is open to them too. This new relationship with you is a coming together of family as much as you and I. There's a lot to love in that, it makes it all the bigger and better. Two is company, more is more company, love is healthier for growing larger, right?
Truth is our water, love is our sunshine, if we keep doing that the way we began then you and me are gonna be evergreen.
It was with you that my psychology first felt equal as a human being, as someone of intelligence and self worth. It's so very hard to for a woman to acquire that even in this age of so-called equality. In our fairytales and so many stories, as a girl, you are psychologically an annex of a father, a "prince" or other male figure. English makes it a challenge too, for we are "wo-man," and "fe-male," we are the "variation" and not worthy in our own right of a title. We are a "gift to men" rather than vice versa. We are so often defined by what we give others rather than as worthy in our own right as individuals - often as good wives, mothers and daughters. This type of belonging is only healthful when there is also capability for psychological and physical independence if required. Perhaps "lady" is a better word, yet that too comes with the burden of expectations rooted in an era of women as property. "Lady" also sounds similar to "laddie" - again sounding as if we are an annex of men, the variation. We don't call boys, "ungirls" - the mode of reference would be unhealthy. Women shouldn't have to battle to recover the kind of independence required for real psychological health and wisdom, to have society see us simply as human. We should be free to express our gender on our own terms, to find many divergent and beautiful ways to express ourselves and our sexuality. Perhaps new words and better role models would help.
Anyway, I went off on a tangent again, how very me! But on the day we met one other you unlocked that cage called "woman" and handed me my own keys. I guess all it took was for someone I respect to show me equal respect. I can't believe its taken so long to meet someone like you. So now, I'm free to sit next to you, to stay as a friend, to become whatever we want to become. I think the uncomfortable truth is, we can only have true loving bonds when we are free to walk away. Isn't it "who holds the door key" the distinction between a home and a prison?
Love and hate are the same train, only in forwards or reverse gear. So if you want a new relationship, you must first disembark onto the platform; only then can a new train arrive.
Sandy, a girl thinks it's a relationship after three dates and a guy thinks it's a relationship after several months. They just go with the flow, let each day build a picture until they feel certain that when they are with you they are a better and happier version of themselves. And that's smart, if you think about it. You can only ever get to know a person over time. It's when you are comfortable together and real, when you talk in way best friends do, that things are right. So, girl, relax and everything will be okay.
Gregory spread the avocado over the toast and sprinkled tomato on top as if it were cake decorations. There was a joy in how he did it, as if for a moment he was happily absorbed by a feeling of love that played in his subtle smile and soft gaze. Then he brought it over, his and mine, the breakfast that became a part of the rhythm of our lives together. For the first time ever I could see every day of my future and I wanted it, I wanted to stay and be apart of it more than anything I've ever wanted... for this new relationship to be something I sailed within until I am old.
I'm strong; I can stand alone and take care of everything I need to... so all I need from this is a sense of mutual love and nurture. I want someone with me when the sun gives way to the stars and when it returns to reignite the colours of the daytime. All I want is your kisses, your hugs and that smile I can see in your eyes. Be my rest, be my Sunday best and together will be each other's comfort in any storm.
I will stay as long as you love me and not a day more, for even if I still love you, it has to go both ways. So even if don't feel alive without you, even if you have become the air that I breathe, if you don't love me... I will go.
His accent was such a playful tune, as if he were the star of his own movie. I could have sat there all day simply to listen and smile.
Being this open, this emotionally vulnerable is hard enough with one person, so yeah... trust me... you're the only one in my heart and soul. I want to be so confident with you and yet these old insecurities come back for one last jibe... it'll be okay though, it's similar to having a summer cold, passing quickly, allowing the warm days to return and my faith in you to grow all the more.
If you want a leading lady, I'm all in - but you gotta cut the crew, the girls who hang on to your coat-tails, and be my gentleman. If you want a queen and not some stupid princess, I'm here - but you gotta be a king, someone noble. If you want to dance for life, I'll be your steady partner. Deep love needs deep trust, so let's start this strong; I fallen in love, and I saw you fall too.
I awoke from a nightmare into a daymare, yet slowly I learnt to dream anew. And now that you're here, I want to stay awake and see the new colours dawn brings. Anything new can require courage, yet what is living without it? I'd rather sit on a warm rock under sunny skies than hide beneath. So here we are, in something so new and bold it's crazy and wonderful... it's the only thing that could have rescued me... and so what can I do but jump?
There was a time when I thought my love for you was a spark,
I wondered if it would flicker and extinguish,
Yet instead it grew to be a lantern in the dark,
And its cozy glow became my guide,
Illuminating the love and joy I forgot was within me,
And so I learned to rest there,
Feeling at home,
In time trusting to draw closer,
For my spark to leave its cave in search of your light,
For there was a time we were one,
And it feels that it will come again,
That we will burn one flame,
A light enough to reach every dark corner,
A sense of belonging,
A liberty that wishes to remain,
A ghost that needs a home with open doors,
And the fragrance of the meadow,
The song of the birds,
And your arms that feel as a cocoon,
A refuge from even my inner storms,
And so I must have to courage to reach out,
To be guided by your lantern as much as my own,
And to be as constant as the sun for you,
As solid as a real person,
One with roots instead of feet that run,
So let me reach out,
Take the giant leap that is a simple step for the lucky ones.
Tyler was alpha all the way, but the right kind, like Dom from "The Fast and the Furious." He was all about love, family and protection. He was the kind of guy people wanted to be lead by, to be on his team. I guess that what the original meaning of "Domum" is anyway - "home," that with a natural leader we feel at ease. Just as with wolves, an alpha is steadfast and confident, a role model - a hunter yet paternal and safe. I can honestly say I'd never met a person who could hold a candle to him and, when I opened that door, the only scary part was the possibility that it would close again before I had the courage to walk through.
This relationship, Terry, should be a relation-ship, or a kinship - something that makes us family. I want it to be something that unites our friends, our relations, and not become as a boat cast adrift away from those we know and love. What is good builds up goodness, heals and includes others. What is good is a benefit to us and our community, to the world. It is how we let this love for one another spill out, make a light for others to share. So, my love, hoist the sail; we're homeward bound.
You aren't the fire, yet you bring a warmth that's new to me. You aren't intensity, yet you steady this heart in a way I have needed for so long. You see my differences, things others run from, and find them as beautiful instead. You have become more than my anchor, for you are also the boat and the warm sunny rays that kiss me softly. You are my rest, a calmness to soothe my flames to a steady heat instead of the consuming inferno that has raged within, unable to quell. To find someone similar is flattering, joyous, creating higher highs - this is better. This is finding the other half to a broken locket, a feeling of completeness.
When I was in pain from him, I took it out on you. When I couldn't say to him how his actions kept me in constant pain, you were the safe target. So all you saw was "push and pull." A push away when I needed to act out a form of "strength," and a pull when I panicked, needing you close. I'm sorry. I wasn't aware, now I am. It's you that heals my mind, with nothing fancier than a smile and warm hugs. It's you who picks up the phone, comes when I call. I guess this is recovery, when I can see the people who are really helping and ask them to come closer, staying quiet when the urges to push them away returns, ensuring that their kindness is mirrored by my actions and words.
Rory stood there in mitten covered hands, snow clinging in small lumps to stray fibres, pristine white over the charcoal grey. His face was different though, as if that grey world of his had somehow sprung hope. With a half-smile and eyes that promised a rising sense of warmth, he stepped in from the wintry-morn and shook the mittens off one at a time. Then with both of them in one hand, the snow rapidly melting to give them a washed-look, he wrapped his arms around me, as if I was his gift and he wanted nothing more than to be close.
I don't want a relationship that's like junk food; I want a relationship that's like a healthy meal with a scandalous desert. The physical part is nice, but show me your soul, show me your heart. Be man enough to be a boy. Show me who you were born to be, not what the world made you into.
"Alex, look closely at your new love. Only kind people can truly be strong, for without it all they are is a mimic of a rock, one so cold it will shatter under a blow from above. True strength always comes with warmth, with emotional intelligence and forbearance. The strong protect and nurture no matter the situation. If you make a new relationship with this person, their emptiness will drain you. They will show little reaction to your pains, demand that you give more to them, and you will, over and over until there is nothing of you left to give. Then they will be angry, like someone thirsty trying to drink from an empty vessel. You will feel inadequate, broken, compelled to keep giving to the one you gave your life to, confused as to why it is insufficient. Alex, only you can alter your path, your timeline, your life. Every rock in the sunshine is warm, and with such a partner life is always summer."
"I can tell you how this is gonna go, but I'm begging you to prove me wrong. First we'll flirt and get close, then the closeness will trigger a panic in me I can't control and I'll go cold, like ice. I will retreat. I'll be careful not to cause damage because I have at least learnt that much. Then, when the fear of being hurt all over again has passed I'll come back to you, warm and affectionate, feeling guilty, feeling worried that I've lost you. It will look like 'fire and ice,' or 'push and pull,' but in truth it is an emotional wave that is painful and internal to me. I will know you are being kind, steady, perhaps confused. In the end, very few stick with me; but for those that do it is an eternal friendship and I would walk through fire and ice for those I love. So, throw a penny in a well, my love, and make a wish; I already did the same."
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