What I mean is
I am comfortable , confident and stable.
I love so deeply and so tenderly
I give everything there is in my heart to give
And that is scary
Because I don’t know about others.
It is stable on this ground.
So, what I mean by I am happy alone is that
If I love someone I may fall apart and not make it
I may get on their swervy ride
And ram into a pit.
Learn that I need love, like it
Shape my life and dreams around it only to watch pieces of me get taken away
How could I survive such pain ?
What if I give the most beautiful parts of my soul to someone whose rythm does not match the song in my mind ?
Such that we dance out of turn ?
What is love if it is not reciprocated ?
Oh, I am happy to be alone:
Because I am predictable and even when I’m not, I trust me.
But what is life if we don’t believe in a little magic ?
Where is the adventure in predictability ?
Where is the magic if you watch the stars alone ?
I can dance alone but the fireworks comes from hands intertwining and eyes interlocking
The power lies in the gaze into someone’s eyes and soaring beyond them into the world that is white sand beaches and ocean water.
We can exude confidence and be honestly self reliant and joyful
But don’t we all want to be somebody’s somebody?
Everyone would love to be embraced by secure arms, close their eyes and care about nothing else.
I want to be that love for somebody.
I hope someone else is trying to be that love for somebody so that they will be glad they loved.
Because nobody wants to be alone; they simply would rather be alone than swim in the mud because they dream of magic and they believe in love.
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