MICHELLEISMS

“LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind, and is not jealous; LOVE does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.” ~ Corinthians 13:4-7

Love is…a fixation that some people have but once they obtain it they don’t know what to do with it.

Love is…intimacy.

Love is… romance.

Love is…sharing.

Love is…all those things and more. I had to memorize Corinthians 13:4-7 during a very trying relationship. Now, every time I think about taking that annual call from “the EX” I’m strong enough to resist. Our relationship was, at best, a lesson in what NOT to do as a couple but once you let someone into your heart it’s easy to overlook all those things that LOVE is NOT supposed to be. Crazy thing is…at the time, I thought he treated me like a queen. I let the few wonderful moments we shared outweigh the tons of drama filled ones. I’ve spent years Read more…

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools; Read more…

Pleasure turns to the pain of lessons learned from the strain of the questions burned in my brain about whether love is humane in its touch
These thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream in the tears of your deceit
Fighting a current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions
Chaotic because the anchor of Eros’ arrow has been plucked from the vessel of my undying infatuation
Separation not as simple as the distance between us
My mind no longer possessed by the demons that had been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they’ve cracked the foundation of what we once shared
Allowing the faith in us I had sealed inside to gush out like a river
Ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts as violently and as brutally as if it were a child being taken from its mothers arms
I’m left surrounded in darkness but I refuse to be swallowed by it

My loneliness like the night air; invisible to the eye obvious to the touch, in its cold uncomfortableness
Yet if I could do all over again I’d do it in the same skin I’m in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love lie
naw naw, not I
I’ll stay roun and let love fly
Even though I’ve seen its darkest form; deceit
Nothing else could tastes this warm or feel this sweet

“Love’s Deceit” ~ Big Rube (From the movie ATL)