They Call it Love

Dreaming is a word for those who have too much hope.

Hope is a word for those who need something good in their lives.

Good is something that rarely comes around.

Life is a story that we have to write ourselves, and we must never stop writing, even when the blackness of despair forms a wall around us.

Even when hope itself is lost in the dark of night.

We must soldier on, quill in hand, writing our story so that others may know that we made an impact on this world, so that we may die knowing that we did something that will be remembered.

I write now to know myself. To know my feelings and my dreams and my hopes for a time that I do not know.

I write so that the world may one day look upon me with a smile and know that I bled my heart out, and that I worked my soul, and that even though I may be leaving this Earth that I will be leaving something behind for others to remember me by.

Will you remember me from my writings? Will my quill strike a chord in your heart?

Will you wonder to yourself, what has he done in his lifetime? What has he accomplished?

Will you ever wonder if I myself spoke those same questions? Will you ever turn to another and ask of them to speak of a chord that you have struck in them?

Do you ever go to bed at night hoping that you left your mark upon this world, one way or another?

I go to bed sometimes wondering if I will ever have another chance. If I ever took a chance that I was presented with, or if I have missed the chances given to me in this lifetime.

I don't want to miss any more chances. I want to make my mark. I want to affect somebody in a way that they will look upon themselves from God's eyes and say, he affected me in such a way that allowed me to become who I was meant to be.

I want to find somebody who will affect me in such a way.

I believe they call it love.  

Reviews

[Pi Cee]

I believe they do too. This was beautiful albeit in a broken way. Thank you for sharing this and echoing so many of others questions as well. This is what people look for when they want inspiration and reason. That another person feels the same way. That another person means something to somebody so it's possible for us all. I'm sure you will certainly accomplish what you're setting out to do. Great piece, I loved it.

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. you write beautifully ... i'll always remember you ... i often ask myself the same questions ... but you articulated them with a lucid pen and an earnest heart much better than i ever could ... i agree with every thought you've expressed ... especially about the reasons for writing ... i can't stop writing ... and ... now ... i know why ... thank you, dear poet, for this post ... i learnt a lot from you today ... loved the last line especially ... :) ...