THE BROKEN BUTTERFLY JOURNALS PART 2
I really miss that feeling of abandon I was
able to feel or allowed myself to feel when we touch. I think we need some
touch therapy. I was alot more receptive to sex when our touch game was hott.
It was better. His gentle touch made me feel giddy and a bit entranced, out of
sorts.. But I was healing, not to mention feeling like I could fly. The world
was my oyster, I had grown new wings, but now brought low by feelings of
distrust and the fear of being left with self-disgust. I can hear love calling
and I can hear my hearts rebel. If love is so good why do I end up feeling so
blue. Maybe the trouble is trying to find love outside of you... Hmm..
I wanted to feel love- pure and true
I wanted to taste the unspoiled fruit
of truth and love as one..
What I want from love is truth
something real
not artificial commercial appeal
not the watered down version
so popular these days
Love that unlocks the gates
to a different reality
love that you can't duplicate
when you're not with me...
Love that sets us both free
not just you and imprison me... #EWAY
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