A new kind of sadness

I know what you mean. You think you're safe - you act like no one can ever get you down. You feel like you deserve more than what you've got.

Your sense of entitlement pushes you to step out of your boundaries - something you need to do.

And yet no matter how you try, you can't seem to get at what you want. You can be who you want to be, but if you're not really that person, then who are you really?

And so I remind myself that there's only only so much you can do before it all comes crashing down in front of you. The truth is glaring at you, and you can't see it because you're blinded by your own selfish desires.

So, try again. Keep telling yourself that you're right. It's okay. We're all right in our own way.

Here. I wrote this for you. Do you remember?

Safe in the light and dark that surrounds me

Free from misery, torture, and pain

The learnings and things that haunt me
Are links to the past and the future

Hope for the future is sometimes lost in the present

But never too far away is love.

What -is- love?

When you love someone or something from your heart and soul instead of just as an electrical brain impulse, you create something that is unbound from the chains of physicality; the grasps that force you to act or behave a certain way.

A flower does not flourish without proper nourishment. When the flower flowers, its radiance shines through and heals the worst of pains - an aura of love.