Three Little Words

Don’t say

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but rather…

soothe an ache
hold my hand
watch me sleep
rub my back
make me laugh
be with me
talk to me
play with me
dry my tears
keep me warm
listen to me
don’t be arrogant
kiss my lips
really know me
get me soup
touch without expectation
ease my sorrow
hug my soul
cry with me
dance with me
please be vulnerable
make eye contact
forgive my failings
care for yourself
sex me right
cook us dinner
walk with me
don’t lie, ever
read to me
hold me close
silence my demons
reach into me
never leave me

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Mistaken

Lucid Being 964
Lucid Being 964

I always believe the truth in the wrong moments.

Mentally giving credit where it isn’t due.

Pre-applauding greatness, only to have it yield mediocrity.

A momentary gain of security, a lifetime of confusion.

Hanging on by a thread.

Attachments

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What is intimacy but a raw exposure to another in the face of possible rejection?

It’s a courageous effort to know another’s being while exposing your own. Kind of a “show me yours, I’ll show you mine” adventure of the heart.

When there is a connection to the genuine stirred from within, there is loyalty which knows no bounds. An attachment as strong as steel.

A bond of sincerity and love with an eagerness to never break. It won’t when it’s real.

Choosing each other is feeling comfort in that heartshaped space. Loving each other is purposefully conveying only good intentions.

I wish you all intimacy in your lives.