And you're not sure why?
Well, on this day, perhaps you should consider why
others are unable to love you in the way(s) that I do,
and in that, you'll understand why.
For me, love is the reality of anothers being.
Not how they look,
nor how the feel,
or even, how they feel next to me.
Love, not unlike a mother,
is an entity, that fulfills a promise that in actuality,
we have no control over, for it was prgrammed from that start!
You know how I love you?
How my love radiants all around and within you?
This kind of love I give because it is not mine to hold on to!
You, you I love you because in doing so,
I complete the promise that came with your birth.
Not that I was you father
though I am.
Not that I'm your mother,
though, I often am that too.
You,
you know how I love you?
You,
you I love w/out reservation.
Which is the promise of birth,
even if your mother didn't get the memo.....
About Me
- Edward Thomas
- More than just a Man, but also, a human being as well; Me, I'm just as often found @ the center of the struggle, but never as someones absent minded follower. True enough, I love my Mother, and though I'm eager to be perfect, I actually prefer to be nice, than have my own way! When asked, my closest friends would say that I am often in the company of the wind: The Wind(a dear friend of mine since birth) and I are often near and around you, and though, we're not always seen or felt near you, it's always better understood within you. Odd I know, but true nonetheless. True, not unlike the truth contained withing the thought of me flying would appear, but then again, when the wind wills, well, often I've awoken in strange places and had to patiently await his return, so as to get back home again. Luckily, he never lingers long, for it's hard enough explaining my discernment (of)to people. Imagine the after shock of a early morning phone call from Cleveland???
