Music translates beyond its waves. It communicates a language that can transcend the listener to an outer body experience. Nostalgia can penetrate the present moment, moving you right where you once were. If your life were a ten-song playlist, what would it consist of? Would you only include the warm songs despite having been left in the cold without a jacket?
Dear Reader
Take this time to list your ten songs.
There is nothing like being in the city of Manhattan. There’s just something about it I’m so drawn to. I came for the fashion, had a date with romance, but stayed for central park and the coffee. Today reminds me of the time I planned a date with this ravishing young beauty and never spoke to them again. It wasn’t because we didn’t connect at some sort of level, it was because they were “too busy. At least that’s what I tell myself. We talked over dinner, laughed over dessert and that was it.
Dear Reader
Some people are meant for a season and some just for 24 hours. It’s okay to enjoy the company had without feeling you’ve wasted any time, because at the moment it stood still.
Unsure of companionship this night I was intrigued on seeing you in person. We went back and forth through messages to make sure this was something we really wanted to do. Moments before your arrival I’d tidied up my home and showered. It felt like a blind date almost, but the only thing was … we weren’t set
Today you brought me flowers. I’m tempted to put them in a vase. You don’t know I’m distancing myself from you, so your gesture is senser. I left them there for dead. I think you should just let me be. If you’re reading this right now, I think its best we let this rest in peace.
Dear Reader,
It’s time to go off the grid for a little while.
I found myself drawn to you. Your qualities new and unique satisfy my longing for intimacy. It’s been many moons since I’ve felt this level of attraction the law forbids, but you’re worth it. I’m not just drawn to your copper skin, but your thirst for adventure. The way your smile turns your face into a symbol of peace your arms wrapped around me a safe space. I can’t help but geek over the way you bite your finger when you are enticed. The chemistry between us is leaves an element of surprise in which compatibility doesn’t exist yet.
Dear Reader
While chemistry is what initially sparks relationships, compatibility is what helps them last over time.
I am the window that brings light into the dark room. I am that light. I am a mountain few are able to climb. A book too complicated to read. I am sweet wine and whiskey, shaken not stirred. Born of Earth. I am hidden amongst the stars rare, but not rare - well done you found me.
Dear Reader,
On a journey to find myself, I lost myself to find myself.
X, -A