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But what if you fail to love? imagine that. No love leaving me or no love in me?

I believe that would change the entire premise and love's infallibility lost. Not showing your dearests how much you love them and ignoring to hug them tightly, that perforates love causing it to run dry. Mea Culpa. Oh no, not by me.  

Love is life's wire. It gives flexibility when dealing with others. Resistance to our surroundings and to all things breathing.  It shapes your smile and strengthens your heart. Love what you do and it will continually produce more in you. Seek love and give love, that will build a life frame that will never fail you. Rather, it will protect and comfort you when need be. Smile, hug, kiss and act with all the love in you & it will come right back.  I promise.

Love starts with you, me and we. Treat others with love, always. 

Love,

me 

Just letting you know...

#girlcrush

go now and live

Jeanette LeBlanc 

when you enter my flight.

 

My fingers want to type. There's no topic in mind but something is always going on; go ahead fingers, speak... Today was shit. Man what a waste of day, ugh. Only thing worse than pollution, is a toxic feeling. But the other day wasn't. The other day was good. 

I fancy when something is worth visiting in thought. If I had my way, I'd go back and discreetly do a thing or three differently. I didn't because why again? Not sure. I thought about it. I assume it's due to internal conflicts.

Your face is slightly deluded, but not the message. I wish I could stop proof reading the signs and gestures. Whatever, it's a rainy Sunday afternoon, the time my girl tendencies are most intensified. I told my girl, she thinks its confusing. I am confused. My other friend thinks I'm bipolar and dumb. That too is a possibility, especially when it rains. The funny thing is there is no conviction tickling my feelings, it's just floating in a Cosmos of personal journey.
  

 

keep shinning

Day in, day out you're consumed. By work-him-lattes-her-it-they-you-nothing. I assume it's a sign of movement/productivity. But then, somehow, the pause button is pressed and everything is still. Well, more like a halt from your exhausting dream-chasing-race. Your heavy breaths and swollen bones whisper, listen...take it in.


You reluctantly obey and notice the people and things that call your name no longer reflect the same light. Truth is, neither do you. You see, somehow you got off their wavelength and now they want a ride on yours. your light has range and intensity. Slightly overwhelming but that's not your fault.

With clarity you see that you are alone; with the exception of 3. Maybe 4. True bonds are based on understanding, not emotions or offerings. The capacity to understand your inner complexities, goals and stupidities.

I see you, you see me, we understand the groove. Let's shine.


Note: mad love for those who take the time to enlighten.


Light Graffiti