I don't WANT back what you stole from me...

We will all get there one day...But first...

Some fellas think they are at an advantage because they have the ability to walk around with different cherry blossom, and sweat rose scents under their noses. He walks around with the baggage of she and her, and they, and me. The pain, the agony, the sweet silent moans are crying in his hear, as he walks around with the stolen goods of she and her and they and me.

He boast to the audiences of his male counterparts as he speaks of the bliss of his own livelihood. He pretends to mimic the causes and reasons of the exess baggage and all for the while he is praised for it. Then he begins to feel dragged and heavy from the marks of she and her and they and me. He starts to resent the she's and the her's while bitterness sets in his heart because he is left with a bunch of pieces to a puzzle that do not fit in his heart.

That young fellow who was once praised for his negligent activity of not treating the her's and she's with respect is now left alone trying to figure out who or what does he really love. See... he forgot that during the process of him taking the good sweet scents of pure unjustified hearts that he would loose the sense to love.

So then he starts to try to give those sweet scents, silent moans, modest touch and soft love to the women who once loved him. He wants to hand deliver the pieces back to the she and her and they and me. But as time passed the she, her, they, and me have mended those pieces and brought up new light to no longer need what he stole from them.

As he came up to me, I said keep that of which you have stole from me, they are no longer good enough for the eyes I now see. Your pain and recklessness had almost damaged me but I am the woman whom with you will never be. So keep it all of those things that you departed from me.

...And as the young fellow departed from me he now received the same story from she, her, and they to keep it moving with the pieces he has no conclusion to, he should have thought twice about the life he now has to renew.

A Table for Two...

In my quest to stumble upon love and the "American Dream" of falling in love with my soul mate. I began to wonder if such a thing exist anymore? Are we capable of finding our soul mates or is my generation just settling and ruining the lives of each other through non-traditional relations?
As I watch people define their relationships with the opposite sex, I wonder how the idea of just having sex with the opposite sex became the norm and standard for a centralized relationship. I could not possibly base my relations with another male based on the sex game! What happened to simple courting, morals, values, impressing and etc? Spending quality time and exchanging terms of endearment to me is what provides the foundation of if I could possibly be with this person. I have to know if his values are in line with mines or if a male can respect my morals. Those things are what builds effective relationships long lasting relationships...(but that's another post).
The photo above inspired me to think and evaluate how I decide to give my love away.
I feel that in order to fall in love with someone truly is to have a table for two or room for only two...
Not for four...or six. But only two, the two of us to discuss our issues and problems alone, and not amongst a group that has influential input.
At a table for two there is two of everything defining each individual of partnership. Each person has their own utensils and it's up to the individual how they use it for the good of the relationship. Then there is one small candle in the middle that represents the central idea the two individuals share together. That candle represents the unity, passion and zeal the other expresses for one another while they sit in and converse with one another.

When I look at my parents who've been together since they were 19, provides an example that maturity and dedication to the other soul is key in a relationship. Not by having a baby together, or having sex everyday, they had to genuinely like one another in order to still be together today. Are we willing to do that now, or have we been blinded by the attempt to just settle for the cause without truly loving someone?