Crucial necessities in order to Love.
when you already see the limit.
when you already see the future.
when you already see the ending.
becoming a man.
All the bad, old habits as a boy spring back up once in a while:
being a baby who must get what he wants, and expecting others to know how I feel all the time. But I want to get rid of them.
You make me want to change.
You make me want to try.
You make me want to become a man.
I don’t want to just talk, I want to trust
Next time I stand tall I want to be standing for you
And next time I spend I want it all to be with you
Drake - “Own it”
"To love at all is to be vulnerable." — C.S. Lewis
Yet I’m constantly finding myself calculating: whether it’s worth sacrificing a part of me for. Whether it’s worth being out of my comfort zone and my circle for. Whether it’s worth taking chance. Whether it’s worth laying out my pride for.
Whether it’s worth being vulnerable for.
Whether it’s worth… to love.
And whether it’s the right time or not.
But then, when is ever a perfect time in life?
I guess I’m scared of the brokenness, too, after all.
What do you want?
What do I want?
Where are you?
Where am I?
What do you see?
What do I see?
Do you see me?
Do I see you?
Do you see you?
Do I see me?
Do you see us?
Do I see us?
Do we… see us?
Ready to listen.
Ready to talk.
Ready to understand.
Ready to forgive.
Or maybe I’m just still naive. I wish I was cold blooded like you.
crying to God and put up all those lovely bible verses, go kneel to those you’ve wronged against. Learn how to be a human being with some decency and manners before anything. Until then…
is a verb.
It is through your actions of service and sacrifice that the “feeling” of love comes along. Just because the feeling is going away or gone, or have never felt it before, doesn’t mean you can’t love. The feeling can come back. It is the action, the verb part of the love that starts everything.
It is the willingness.