Tuesday, February 14, 2017

F*ck I wish I could get over you!

WAY back in 2001 I met the most intimidating man ever.

He was and still is the most handsome, sexiest, beast of a man I have ever laid eyes on. My desire to conquer him was immediate. But, my lady like demeanor told me to stop and not give in to temptation. His flirting was consistent, my desire resistant. He was perfection from head to toe. Although, I didn't know that yet.

Every day.... Every week... He was flirting. He was suggesting... I was resisting.

After several months I could no longer resist. I knew I would love him intensely and immensely and be hurt just as badly.

He was everything I had ever wanted, all in one amazing package.

That caucasian man, with the grey green eyes, the flawed brow and the neverending 5 O'clock shadow.

The bulk of muscle and the non defined perfection. Absolutely dreamy in every way.

This was the man of my dreams. The man I would love, forever.

He would be the perfect father, the perfect lover. The perfect everything.

I submitted to his suggestion. I had no idea of my own aggression. But, this man I had to have.

The sex was intense.

The love a true romance.

This man is my life, and I would die for him.








Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Pablo Neruda ~ You Start Dying Slowly

 Pablo Neruda ~ You Start Dying Slowly

You start dying slowly
if you do not travel, 
if you do not read, 
If you do not listen to the sounds of life, 
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths…
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don’t know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job,
or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice…

You start dying slowly