I will never stop and never settle but will settle down with the one who’ll let me draw paintings on their skin with the tips of my fingers.

I will never stop and never settle but will settle down with the one who knows that some people are terrified of what may happen, and what may not.

I will never stop and never settle but will settle down with the one who makes me want to be better.

I will never stop, and never settle for less. Neither should you.

Though the waves might bring you down and though the currents might pull you under, the sky is still right above you. The sea may bring beauty and hope, but the sky brings the sun that kisses your blessed skin, and the moon that pulls the tides.

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Yes indeed I’m alone again
and here comes emptiness crashing in
it’s either love or hate
I can’t find in between
cause I’ve been with witches
and I have been with a queen

it wouldn’t have worked out any way
so now it’s just another lonely day
further along we just may
but for now it’s just another lonely day

wish there was something
I could say or do
I can resist anything
but temptation from you
but I’d rather walk alone
than chase you around
I’d rather fall myself
than let you drag me down

it wouldn’t have worked out any way
and now it’s just another lonely day
further along we just may
but for now it’s just another lonely day

yesterday seems like a life ago
cause the one I love
today I hardly know
you I held so close in my heart oh dear
grow further from me
with every falling tear

it wouldn’t have worked out any way
so now it’s just another lonely day
further along we just may
but for now it’s just another lonely day

i just sent this to you, but let me elaborate.

“The cure for anything is salt water – tears, sweat, or the sea.”
― Isak Dinesen

my heart fills with a longing and sadness that take you away from me. that leave a hole where there is already nothing. it would be the tragedy of my life. and neither of us would recover. it is only through love that we find meaning. that love is represented by these three things; tears, sweat, and the sea.

tears for the moments and days when it’s all too much. too much joy. too much fear. too much love. too much pain. they drop from our eyes and soothe our battered beating hearts, calm the seas raging in our souls, keep us.

sweat is for the many moments where working towards something is what is required. working to support those we love. working for passion. working to know ourselves. working on love. working on ourselves. working with others. working hard.

the sea. it is mystical. it is comforting and wild, powerful and distant. it contains our dreams. it gives hope. it gives courage. the sea becomes us all. that fear of death and longing of stability are all calmed by its omnipotence. it will never leave you, or abandon you. it is a trust and faith that runs deeper than conscious thought. that same trust and faith is what it takes to commit to another. to give of oneself without intent to receive. but to have complete faith in the joy someone else wants to bring to your life. the utter courage that must be possessed to show it. the complete trust that both must work towards. the work. the love. the sweat. the tears. the sea.

beautiful thought on, forever

I think everyone has some doubts, regardless of what kind of life decision they’re making.
Think about the little things.

There are 52 weeks in a year. Say you and your wife are married for just one year. That means 52 Thursdays. 52 weeks of waking up next to her and getting ready for a Thursday at work. It also means 52 Saturdays. 52 weekends.

If you had 52 Saturdays to plan, how many would you choose to spend with the person you’re thinking about marrying?
This also means that there are 52 weeks of meals to plan. 52 weeks of a house to clean.
Do you want to spend the next 52 weeks with your partner?
How about 52 years? How about 2,704 Thursday mornings?

This is your life we’re talking about. This is the one part of your family that you get to choose. You don’t get to choose your parents, or your kids, or your siblings. They’re gifted to you by the universe.

Your partner? You get to choose them. And hopefully you only have to choose once.

Do you think this person is the person you want to stick with for the next 2,704 Thursday mornings?

Sometimes I wonder if we only get a certain number of words and sentences and if we use them all up, we get quiet.

Maybe that’s why the young have so much to say, while the old hold what little words they have left so close and so tightly in their hearts.