Friday, August 31, 2012

Uriel: Things happen for a reason.

Some time went by. A month to be exact. I didn't care if I was going to be stuck in here forever. I just missed Ryan. I had thought about him every morning now for a month and being here alone with just a dog and a mysterious man who has been coming in and out of my life all month left me wanting Ryan. It was hard not to call him. even though Ryan had made himself unavailable to me. He had been down right indifferent. I wish that I could just transfer the feelings I have right over to him. I wished that he could see the love I feel for him. He just did not care. He had become a man of the world and that was more important than being in love with me. He loved. Just not me. And I was determined to be happy without him. I just was not. I missed him. I loved him so much and I could not have him. It made me sad often. 'I think that there is something better for you.' I jumped in surprise letting go of the mug in my hand. I was embarrassed to turn to him because of the tears. But I spilled hot chocolate all over his rug. 'Oh my god. I'm so clumsy forgive me.' He didn't say much. He didn't ask me to turn around. I was glad because I did not want him to see me crying. He just walked into the kitchen. I followed wiping the tears away and putting on a happy face. Uriel went for the towel. I reached out for it. I was my mess. As I began cleaning the mess my thoughts returned to Ryan. 'He do not see the fire in you yet. All he see is what you present to him. which is a tiny fraction of what you truly are. You are a supernova. You illuminate the world with your ideas. you are a rare celestial phenomenon. And it will be too late for him if he does not wise up. Never doubt who you are my dear. You are so important to the world that I am here to protect you. Even though I did not want to believe Uriel; I wanted to just wallow in my own self-pity. It was hard not to believe such a convincing argument. I for the first time in a month forgot about Ryan and thought how amazing it would be to be in love with Uriel. I mean he is beautiful. He is magical. he can fly for pete's sakes. If it was possible, Wouldn't it have already happened? 'I'm waiting for you.' I guess I was deep in thought because Uriel pulled me back into reality with that comment. It made me wonder. Had he always been waiting for me? And who and what is he? He is definitely not human. No matter what he looked like. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. I had easily molded myself into him. I had been longing for someone to hold me all day. being in Uriel's arms felt like being in the comfort of an angel. He smelled like caramel corn and apples. My two favorite things. I did not need to kiss him. I just wanted to remain in his arms. The music seemed to cooperate with the moment. Everything around me seemed to encourage me to remain in his arms. I could remain here all day. The energy he conveys feels like comforting love. As my nose pressed against his chest and I took in all of his scent I had forgotten all about Ryan.

Saturday, August 25, 2012

love at first sight or chemistry

your face came into to view sending messages to my brain at first seeing you my brain created phenyl ethylamine, the Dopamine and norepinephren arised from just thinking loving thoughts about you. You make me feel excited and interested enough to actually touch or kiss you. there is a chain reaction when I think of you. a serotonin chaser to open my heart and my senses to take it all in.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

mon ami

votre cerveau est sexy ma chère. Je vais danser avec toi pour toujours vous serez toujours mon vrai amoureux même si vous n'avez pas le pense pas même si vos lèvres ont dit non, mais vous les mains raconté une histoire différente même lorsque nous nous sommes embrassés quand vous avez dit je t'aime dans ton sommeil pas besoin de se trouve i kniw vous bien mon amour pas de mensonges pas de mensonges pas mauvais cœur aucun préjudice moral mais le sexe est toute chose vous êtes tous des choses

Saturday, August 18, 2012

reality

You don't believe in my hips you can't handle the honey from my lips You don't understand my beauty and wealth you can't see the richness of my words you are ashamed to love me You want to identify but your friends will not let you well i have no time for cowards I deserve an original thinker a firebrand a hustler a lover and a friend not a coward