you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me, it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea

If I asked for your advice, i’m sure that you would all say that I need to take time to find myself, to find the things that I enjoy, to become me, to surround myself with friends; but I really wish it were that simple.

I would have to go back 15 years to how that first boyfriend made my life light up and changed the way I saw relationships forever. I wish that over the next 15 years I hadn’t become so dependent on having someone by my side that loved me differently (better? More?) to the way my friends and (at the time how I felt) my family loved me.

My friendships, whilst many, are tenuous things; I often feel they could drift off if I closed my eyes for too long. Despite the hurt that love brings I have never been able to open myself up to friendship the way I have to love. I’ve never been able to step out confidently alone. My steps always falter; i’m like Bambi, all wide eyed and afraid. I’m in awe of people who can surround themselves with friends without feeling alone in a crowd. I always feel alone in a crowd.

I hide a loneliness inside that is only quenched by having someone’s hand to hold.

When you feel that other relationships don’t fulfil you the way they should, the way you see how other people have better relationships than you, its easy to get addicted to love, to having someone who looks at you in that way and like that at you only.

It’s easy to become dependent.

I think this is the most honest thing I have ever written.

It’s good to have this out. It’s good to be able to admit it. I’m not sure I will ever be able to change my spots, to be able to let go of that desire to have someone there only for me and me alone, but I will work with this.

Kx

I’m not looking for another as I wander in my time, walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme, you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me, it’s just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea, but let’s not talk of love or chains and things we can’t untie, your eyes are soft with sorrow, Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.”

(Thanks Leonard, there is more to you than Hallelujah.)

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