The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.- Albert Einstein
You. First of all you confuse me. Terribly. I have everything figured out, comfortable and content. Then you go and say something, almost innocuous. But we both know the thin veil of humor we share is just a cover. We know of our feelings for one another. That night we admitted it in bold, unvarnished truth. But since then, when we speak we pretend it never happened. Maybe to try and protect our hearts, it only works halfway. Does your soul ache like mine? When you say that do you mean it inside? You drive me insane. You make me feel gorgeous, desired, adored. You irritate, madden, and make me curious. The other half of my heart. You know what I am thinking without inasmuch as reading my face. I long to know you. Embrace you. But there is too much risk. You are so far away. The other half of my heart.
Him. He is safe. Loving. The strongest Christian man I know. Older. He was my best confidant and most trusted friend for a long time. I am safe with him. There is a promise for a future. Not spoken aloud, but understood. He is not so daring, he does not dare push the boundaries of propriety. I do not know if he wishes to. Yet he is still romantic in his own way. Solid, dependable, almost a grown man. I once could admit I loved him. When we were just friends. But that is difficult now. My heart is vulnerable. I have been hurt too many times to open up.
The heart is foolish, knowing not which way to turn. Take a chance and possibly lose both, take the safer path and wonder about that chance the rest of ones life...
Is the heart foolish? Or is the mind simply more cautious in the eyes of the masses which may not agree with choices made? This piece is bold in it's tale, though made elusively. While at the same time it speaks only of the surface of a road that most turn their eyes aside from, wishing not to know.
This piece strikes very close to home in the reverse of rolls. In that sense it is enlightening on many levels. I think the ultimate question is resolved not in the heart, but in the connection and or bond shared. If there is a higher percentage of connective points, then the question becomes easier to answer. If the percentage is low, than it truly is a gamble.
In either case, the situation is a hard one to resolve. I would hope that what ever the outcome is, it's done so with a clean conscious, even it it's against the curve of what others might consider normal.
A very deep, yet essentially simplistic work of ink. Kudos for sharing.
Do you take the safe road or the uncertain path which makes you feel so alive? I love how you manage to express so much in a few paragraphs. You can see the struggle clearly but know there's no straight forward answer to the person's thoughts. Very moving.
Is the heart foolish? Or is the mind simply more cautious in the eyes of the masses which may not agree with choices made? This piece is bold in it's tale, though made elusively. While at the same time it speaks only of the surface of a road that most turn their eyes aside from, wishing not to know.
This piece strikes very close to home in the reverse of rolls. In that sense it is enlightening on many levels. I think the ultimate question is resolved not in the heart, but in the connection and or bond shared. If there is a higher percentage of connective points, then the question becomes easier to answer. If the percentage is low, than it truly is a gamble.
In either case, the situation is a hard one to resolve. I would hope that what ever the outcome is, it's done so with a clean conscious, even it it's against the curve of what others might consider normal.
A very deep, yet essentially simplistic work of ink. Kudos for sharing.