The ‘what if’ We have to live through When the people come and go Is forever a mystery to the mind And chaos to the heart It twists the soul And just tears us apart Little do we know That the epitome of life Is that people come and go And all the ‘What ifs’ Are really leading us To the one and only ‘It is’ That is worth living for.
Tag: love
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The ‘what ifs’
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In the waiting
Arms aching Mind procrastinating Thumbs twitching From the constant scrolling I hate the phone But I’m in the waiting For something new That something Being you These words on this page Already feel drained From the invisible pain That will forever find its way To leave my heart astray A decade times two Yet time still hasn’t found you So I am in the waiting For my path to go up or down Or maybe to curve and bend Will it then finally intertwine With another I can call more than a friend
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The light of loneliness
‘I think our job – maybe even our duty – is to bear the burden of mystery with as much grace as we can’- as Elizabeth Strout once said. I certainly agree with this, and we probably all do, since we all have at least one thing in common, and that is the undeniable unknown of the future. But more importantly, as the social animals we are, it is ‘who’ that will present within our futures.
Sometimes it’s a daily basis, certainly a weekly one, is that I question ‘who’, but most of all, ‘when’ I will meet my companion. I am not alone, but I have always had a lonely soul. Independence is my best friend, and it has always been beside me growing up. I have friends who are soulmates, yet my soul of loneliness reminds me that I will always have melancholia living inside me. And maybe you can relate to this too – we feel everything so deeply, and it hurts, but we love the pain since our melancholia thrives from it.
We cannot help but feel this way. Our souls bear deep.
And with our deep souls come the depths of the love we give and yearn for. They call us the ‘hopeless romantics’. But right now all I am is the epitome of ‘hopeless’. And that is why I decided to start writing this blog. To share the thoughts, feelings, hopes, wonders, and dreams within this waiting game.
They say love happens when we least expect it (I am sorry you had to read that AGAIN), but what happens when we have a soul of love, thinking and wondering about it regularly. Will it then ever arrive?
I am tired of waiting, but I will carry on, and so we all will, since we are the masters of waiting now!
‘The lights of loneliness’ is a safe space to pour your thoughts, wonders, curiosities, emotions, questions, heartaches, pains and yearnings in the waiting for that someone…
