To conclude we already know that there are people on earth not looking for love.
A realization when I was writing this story.
It made me think if there is actually someone on earth that does?
Tag: conversation
Love starts with making the right decision
Where I make the decision if that dating app is a ground to find that someone that is good for my heart.
I guess another boundaries I am putting.
Where I have the experience that I remain believing in love.
And if it isn’t that, a commitment where I can keep believing in myself.
Where hope and love appears
Because to have the same kind of conversation is not only to see where you are at a different time and space.
But the expression of all of that is a clearance of the heart.
3 reasons, you are still single
‘Why are you single?’
This question had been popping up in different ways.
Only because it was showing at least 3 times it made me realize I needed to find an answer.
Love doesn’t matters if you are who you are
I don’t know if it is that I am getting comfortable with my age, however it is something that I am not identifying with.
Age, numbers, how it is we should behave.
I don’t know if this makes me look younger than I am.
I do have to say that I am young at heart, the same as my mind.
But it is the outside that counts, what it is that people perceive.
As that is the world that I have come to know. To be judged on the outside, so to speak.
Age has come to be in that box, of how we should be.
Being in the same boat is binding
‘Venting is healthy and you should never refrain from it Lakshmi’.
The words gave me clear directions.
Not just only for me to understand.
So I am sharing those words that were said to me, directly.
It was after a brave moment I had.
This is what I had said.
Lakshmi Love
‘You know’. Is how I started.
I needed some time to think about what I wanted to say.
What he had told me was very personal and I could see he was still trying to understand for himself what he actually had said.
His face was looking down.
We were sitting a bit apart from each other.
I was looking at him.
Equal Love
I don’t know exactly anymore how we finished the conversation.
But I remember turning around again and sitting behind my computer.
I was at work, having this conversation.
While staring at the screen of the computer, I had to think of my mother.
How I could still feel her. Around me.
Tears were coming up.
To love and to be loved
I wasn’t reading anything in particular. No books, no literature.
But when it comes to reading, I read of what my eyes are able to handle.
My mother couldn’t read and write. I don’t know if my dad was able to do so also.
I was too young when he slipped out of the world and I never had the chance to ask him. Perhaps something to consider.
Love Language
‘What is this ‘Love Language?’ is what I asked.
I was having my third alcoholic drink and felt confident enough to finally ask.