Saturday, November 24, 2007

an other half.

Sometimes it's better to confess something than let it fester in your heart... even if you don't get the reply you hoped for. And sometimes that reply gives you a different kind of hope that you never knew to expect.
    Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.
    ~Boethius, The Consolation of Philosophy, A.D. 524

Love is weird. I wish I didn't need it so badly. I'd like to think that the love I get from family and friends and God and myself is enough, and sometimes it is, but eventually I want more.

I'd like to be completely independent before I give myself to someone else. I'd like to know myself fully and be happy with the person I am.

But love isn't logical...
And so as the seasons change I feel the old pull towards something that isn't even there...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You're right - love is weird. And the crazy thing is, sometimes it's in one place when it really should be in another. But the thing is, love will find you, so be patient. I don't see why you aren't happy with yourself. Just remember, love will not complete you unless the first half of you is in tact. You deserve someone who will treat you right and make you entirely happy, so please don't ever settle for anything less. And damn you for making me think so much tonight.