"When you feel love You remind me I can feel love We sleep and share the same dream love When we feel love" Oh Ben Harper your music takes me everywhere. I felt your love today the way i did months ago. the words you sent healed part of my wounds. why can't we love the way canines do? unconditionally with joy. my dog is the best guy i'll ever have in my life. he may cause me the most stress and the most money but no one loves me like that one.

i went to yoga today. it's indescribable what could potentially happen to your heart and spirit practicing yoga. i truly believe our physical bodies respond to our heart. our pains and joys. yoga taught me that. along with so much more. i didn't realize how much i've been needing it and haven't gone. we all have an edge. find that edge so things can rise and work out. i'm exploring this quite intensely lately. my heart is tugging one way and broken on the other side. my bed is empty. missing you. but then wanting distance when your close. pain can be seen. pain wants space and distance. de-connect. love just is. doesn't want.....

i missed you last night. the 'you' that beauty glowed from. that glow has been dimmed.. from us. not just me. not just you. us. my thoughts have been nothing but you. if only i knew how to tell you whats deep inside. if only i trusted myself enough ... i missed you tonight. looking over at you. your soft smooth skin. your warm body.. observing through wet eyes.. glistened skin from salt .. my heart isn't finished. i know what i should do but deny it. put it aside. hope for change. since the start of humanity we do nothing but deny what we should do. we do what we don't want to do. fifty times i day "why is this so hard?" runs in circles in my head. ...because my heart is in your hands.. at one point synced with yours. cherished by yours. now it's criticized. unappreciated. stepped on. why do i love you? and for whatever fucking reason my heart cries for you. the thought of you gone brings a heaviness my heart has ever witnessed. the thought of seeing myself constantly dealing with you give up brings a fear with the heaviness. what do you do with a broken heart?