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have a great christmas yourself
I ache for a man I will never meet in reality. When I wish to see him I must put stylus to tablet and create the adventures I yearn so deeply for.
This person represents everything I have ever wanted in a companion and a friend and I dream of him as a lover also.
He will never allow me to live in abject poverty, begging for the smallest things. He will never allow me to go a day without being kissed or touched or being told I am loved.
This is my fantasy and I ache for this world inside my heart to be my reality but it can never be.
but i have already dared to dream of meeting my heart's longing many a time.
what i ache for, though... is something so shattering that i will melt into a more peaceful version of myself, and shed this incasing of human emotions for a little while.
hehe.
She is lost to the sandy grains of time, a shadow of the truth to whom she could be. Alone, walking, wandering, longing for that song within her to be met and answered. Love, she has given, she has known and she has lost. But there within these brief moments of light she has not found the flame that belongs with her own.
To be wanted. To be loved. To be needed. The very essence of her life calls for it with her sirens song upon the oceans of time. There is no thoughts to riches or fame, there are no longings to be relieved of illness or trials; all she seeks is that twin flame, for the greatest treasure one person could ever possess is truly the most fragile of all things…. The heart and love of another, given freely, completely and without complexity or demands.
She is me, I am her and all I have ever looked for in this life of 32 years, is someone who can see the beauty within this shell and love me unconditionally, letting me love them in return with as much force as the moons very gravity over earths change in tides.
I ache to no longer feel alone.