You all have been in love, but no one, not even myself can explain what love is like....oh but wait, Omni can, he tells you every day, what true, love, true feelings of that word love actually feels like.
By example, I type before you, the corrections of syntax later, I must get this out....
By example, I have been in what I thought was love, except my/our transitional period now is telling me, that I never have, ever been, close before, to that true love, that one very true love. I always thought, looking back, all my loves were loved, but I was never in that word, love. The feeling of that love.
I had heart breaks, oh boy what heart breaks with some. Yes, I admit, I was a grown man, crying over another. Okay, at that age sixteen, young teens, then later in my twenties and even my thirties, I broke my heart, by falling in love for the sake of love.
Sixteen, my heart was broken, long story short, we still chat, and a wonderful, beautiful person they always have/are been, I always knew. All the other people/loves, okay far and few, never had what the one had. They could break me.
Later applying this toward the other relationships, I would date, romance, date, three mos. eight mos. fourteen mos. they either would die a slow, death, relationship break up, where I just slowly turn off. They just break it off with me or I finally flat out said; "Get Out!" nah, never that harsh, but even telling them hurt.
I knew being broken on, or breaking someone's heart and soul, oh gosh, ouch! I think love is that hard area, cause it deals with love, and you hurt someone, or break someone, tear up that one in which you thought was the one.
You find out down the road, you too were one that hurt others, that others crushed on for years. Never gaining the control in their lives, the courage just to ask me out. To understand, I stay home from the prom, was basically, my first name.
People, I felt, I already had an invite to their party. They hopefully one day land on me or take me into their arms and make mad passionate love making. The sweat is/was rolling down my tan shinny sides, as I gallop like a horse, dying to get to a large horse troff, filled with cool spring crystal clear pale blue waters.
You actually find out a heart, you never tended to hurt, just was shattered. You assume, one is just upset at you, only to find they are more than that, much more. It can get pretty sad, because that one took it to an end, a destroyed life, you find this out later, through friends.
See to me, not to get too deep, but that is what love is, because you don't know what that end is, until perhaps one is no longer. It is more than that as well, really deep love for that one person, but two must have for each other.
I always like when I see out and about, couples that tend to be somewhat, "looking close to the same", like they could be a brother/sister look. I call that; a match made in the heavens. That they were and always will be a couple. They blend and fold, curve and wind, till they become one.
Like a margarita drink, a little of this, a little of that, blend it with this and blend it with that, and now you have a nice "one" drink, cool and refreshing. brand new, ready to enjoy every last sip, till it's end, the end of your drink.
To be thrust in those feelings for someone years later....oh boy! That's also what this transitional period has been doing. It has to do with realizing finally, one person, out of all the many years, many dates, that I truly feel is and always has been the one. One True Love.
That person is still around, still on this earth. Sad thing, twelve years have passed, I too, guilty, over the past 5 years or so, an awaking in my love heart section, has been slowly giving me answers to that "whom" really is, that person. I realized, I now, like my passing friend that loved me, which they are no longer around, I now, fill those shoes of loving that one in my life today from twelve years ago, my true love from afar.
Bam, there it was, messages everywhere what true love really is, here is my example: The one person let me go, broke me, twelve years ago. Okay maybe thirteen now, give or take. I carried that for about a year and a half. Just hoping it would mend, or that I meant something.
The apology came about that time, in which it was really nice to be able to finally let it go. It is also nice when the other person realizes how the promises once made, were never meant in jest, but made, and than taken, which just hurts so bad. Now I could move forward, knowing they understood my feelings too. Little did I know, I never stopped loving them.
I realized too, all this time, no one even knew, or knows, I didn't even know, to whom my one true love was, and still forever always has been. Never did my heart change once. My heart, pitter-pattered, every time that person was in sight, or we crossed paths with a hello, or hug.
I would always remember how hurt I was, but time was allowing that to pass. When they figured it out, hoping one day they too would see the true love, these arms, tears of joy, would embrace that relationship, in loyalty, death do me part. That person was, and always has been the one true love. I know now in the knowing.
You see, I can't tell the person, oh sure I could, but there is this thing built in all of us, they took it away, they broke me. It goes this way, should I ask to marry someone, and the someone turned me down for now, then I should never ask again.
That person now has the opportunity to realize what they have held from their past, that makes them run away from the one true love of today, but twelve years is a long time. I tend to go into a fantasy when I try to imagine if they could only wake up to do something so romantic and sweep me off my feet.
How I know, might help you know.....It is right now, my dream, that that person knew to look back, to see the one that was in truth, that pulled out truth in themselves. That only the one true love, you shared your deep secrets of fear with, your deepest connections, the family, and shared out loud the first I love you.
Those moments are what I cherish, man or woman, to come clean with themselves and see the issues that bind them within their soul, not allowing them free, but finally seeing a light, fixing the issues. Taking the path to return to the one true love.
I held in my heart, locked away for this person; "If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, it's meant to be. If they don't, it was beautiful." Deep down, I loved that deeply, and never stopped loving them. I still date, but no one ever fills that deep excitement of hearing that persons voice, their laugh, oh golly, that smile; calling my name on their lips. I still see it, I still wish it, and it never feels not right. Always feels, meant to be.
You let it go, you wish for the best, I move forward, only to write it in my blog, not hurting myself for it. Sure, I embrace it, hold it dear, but sometimes, I only wish. I wish that a true romance would sweep me up, to where I never could stop looking at them. Even when they get mad at you, you so very, giddy, love them.
I would love that romance story. After thirteen years, the person that broke me, rides up and kneels before me. A changed person, issues solved, sweet and charming, and even not, I still feel my heart wants to burst when I write this, for they are the always...the one true love, for me.
I will always wish they could wake and see the picture of us to be. Come to me, and understand their past issues, mostly fear based issues, to realize the loyalty of my love for them, the one true love, has always been that one true person. The tears of joy, would flood a city, to feel their heart pump in inside their body, and my face lye's upon their body, the heat extreme, the glee, the joy, forever be.
This is my one true love, no one has ever made me feel, this certain knowing of love. through all the issues, through all their pain, I would stand beside them. There is a difference in dating, and being with another, and even for the sake of love as before, but never this feeling for another, until the one true love.
It hit me years ago, and now ever more, that the one person I will always adore, I set it free for ever more. I can only let it go, in hopes, like so many others that met back up twenty years later, this person will be at my door, to be my one true love, forever more.
Peace and Love (Spread around just that much!)
Omni
Blessed Be
By example, I type before you, the corrections of syntax later, I must get this out....
By example, I have been in what I thought was love, except my/our transitional period now is telling me, that I never have, ever been, close before, to that true love, that one very true love. I always thought, looking back, all my loves were loved, but I was never in that word, love. The feeling of that love.
I had heart breaks, oh boy what heart breaks with some. Yes, I admit, I was a grown man, crying over another. Okay, at that age sixteen, young teens, then later in my twenties and even my thirties, I broke my heart, by falling in love for the sake of love.
Sixteen, my heart was broken, long story short, we still chat, and a wonderful, beautiful person they always have/are been, I always knew. All the other people/loves, okay far and few, never had what the one had. They could break me.
Later applying this toward the other relationships, I would date, romance, date, three mos. eight mos. fourteen mos. they either would die a slow, death, relationship break up, where I just slowly turn off. They just break it off with me or I finally flat out said; "Get Out!" nah, never that harsh, but even telling them hurt.
I knew being broken on, or breaking someone's heart and soul, oh gosh, ouch! I think love is that hard area, cause it deals with love, and you hurt someone, or break someone, tear up that one in which you thought was the one.
You find out down the road, you too were one that hurt others, that others crushed on for years. Never gaining the control in their lives, the courage just to ask me out. To understand, I stay home from the prom, was basically, my first name.
People, I felt, I already had an invite to their party. They hopefully one day land on me or take me into their arms and make mad passionate love making. The sweat is/was rolling down my tan shinny sides, as I gallop like a horse, dying to get to a large horse troff, filled with cool spring crystal clear pale blue waters.
You actually find out a heart, you never tended to hurt, just was shattered. You assume, one is just upset at you, only to find they are more than that, much more. It can get pretty sad, because that one took it to an end, a destroyed life, you find this out later, through friends.
See to me, not to get too deep, but that is what love is, because you don't know what that end is, until perhaps one is no longer. It is more than that as well, really deep love for that one person, but two must have for each other.
I always like when I see out and about, couples that tend to be somewhat, "looking close to the same", like they could be a brother/sister look. I call that; a match made in the heavens. That they were and always will be a couple. They blend and fold, curve and wind, till they become one.
Like a margarita drink, a little of this, a little of that, blend it with this and blend it with that, and now you have a nice "one" drink, cool and refreshing. brand new, ready to enjoy every last sip, till it's end, the end of your drink.
To be thrust in those feelings for someone years later....oh boy! That's also what this transitional period has been doing. It has to do with realizing finally, one person, out of all the many years, many dates, that I truly feel is and always has been the one. One True Love.
That person is still around, still on this earth. Sad thing, twelve years have passed, I too, guilty, over the past 5 years or so, an awaking in my love heart section, has been slowly giving me answers to that "whom" really is, that person. I realized, I now, like my passing friend that loved me, which they are no longer around, I now, fill those shoes of loving that one in my life today from twelve years ago, my true love from afar.
Bam, there it was, messages everywhere what true love really is, here is my example: The one person let me go, broke me, twelve years ago. Okay maybe thirteen now, give or take. I carried that for about a year and a half. Just hoping it would mend, or that I meant something.
The apology came about that time, in which it was really nice to be able to finally let it go. It is also nice when the other person realizes how the promises once made, were never meant in jest, but made, and than taken, which just hurts so bad. Now I could move forward, knowing they understood my feelings too. Little did I know, I never stopped loving them.
I realized too, all this time, no one even knew, or knows, I didn't even know, to whom my one true love was, and still forever always has been. Never did my heart change once. My heart, pitter-pattered, every time that person was in sight, or we crossed paths with a hello, or hug.
I would always remember how hurt I was, but time was allowing that to pass. When they figured it out, hoping one day they too would see the true love, these arms, tears of joy, would embrace that relationship, in loyalty, death do me part. That person was, and always has been the one true love. I know now in the knowing.
You see, I can't tell the person, oh sure I could, but there is this thing built in all of us, they took it away, they broke me. It goes this way, should I ask to marry someone, and the someone turned me down for now, then I should never ask again.
That person now has the opportunity to realize what they have held from their past, that makes them run away from the one true love of today, but twelve years is a long time. I tend to go into a fantasy when I try to imagine if they could only wake up to do something so romantic and sweep me off my feet.
How I know, might help you know.....It is right now, my dream, that that person knew to look back, to see the one that was in truth, that pulled out truth in themselves. That only the one true love, you shared your deep secrets of fear with, your deepest connections, the family, and shared out loud the first I love you.
Those moments are what I cherish, man or woman, to come clean with themselves and see the issues that bind them within their soul, not allowing them free, but finally seeing a light, fixing the issues. Taking the path to return to the one true love.
I held in my heart, locked away for this person; "If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, it's meant to be. If they don't, it was beautiful." Deep down, I loved that deeply, and never stopped loving them. I still date, but no one ever fills that deep excitement of hearing that persons voice, their laugh, oh golly, that smile; calling my name on their lips. I still see it, I still wish it, and it never feels not right. Always feels, meant to be.
You let it go, you wish for the best, I move forward, only to write it in my blog, not hurting myself for it. Sure, I embrace it, hold it dear, but sometimes, I only wish. I wish that a true romance would sweep me up, to where I never could stop looking at them. Even when they get mad at you, you so very, giddy, love them.
I would love that romance story. After thirteen years, the person that broke me, rides up and kneels before me. A changed person, issues solved, sweet and charming, and even not, I still feel my heart wants to burst when I write this, for they are the always...the one true love, for me.
I will always wish they could wake and see the picture of us to be. Come to me, and understand their past issues, mostly fear based issues, to realize the loyalty of my love for them, the one true love, has always been that one true person. The tears of joy, would flood a city, to feel their heart pump in inside their body, and my face lye's upon their body, the heat extreme, the glee, the joy, forever be.
This is my one true love, no one has ever made me feel, this certain knowing of love. through all the issues, through all their pain, I would stand beside them. There is a difference in dating, and being with another, and even for the sake of love as before, but never this feeling for another, until the one true love.
It hit me years ago, and now ever more, that the one person I will always adore, I set it free for ever more. I can only let it go, in hopes, like so many others that met back up twenty years later, this person will be at my door, to be my one true love, forever more.
Peace and Love (Spread around just that much!)
Omni
Blessed Be
