Tipping Point

I was content before I met you.  I’m still content in most ways, if I’m being terribly honest.  And I’ll be just fine whether you love me or not.  But there is a part of me that is terribly enchanted by you.  For the first time in a very long time, I’m inspired and intrigued.  Something inside me yearns for you.

I wondered about why I was feeling this way.  I likened it first to animal magnetism, but what was behind the pull of these invisible tides?  After much reflection, I realized that you are a handsome mosaic of which I love all the tiny parts.  I especially revere the complete package, but there is something arresting about the many different nuances and facets.  I am helplessly heady in your presence.

I’ve been told that we tend to fall in love when we’re not looking for it, and that only someone who is complete in one’s self can truly be ready for love.  And I guess that’s true in this case.  At least on my side looking out.  What about you?  Are you ready to realize this too?

I’d like to start by being alone with you long enough to have a real conversation.  Not just small talk and pleasantries, and definitely not in a public place.  No, I want to turn out the lights and lie with you in the dark and listen to the sound of your voice answering mine.  I want to feel your hand reach for mine and fingers lacing together to create a sense of physical connection.  And then let’s really compare and see what else we have in common besides loads of things.  Let’s compare ambitions and goals and hopes and desires, along with dreams and wishes and heartbreaks and disappointments.  Let’s vow to create something together.  Something beautiful and profound that is greater than the sum of our individual experiences.

I need you.  Terribly, utterly and wantonly.  And I don’t need many people, nor do I tend to admit that I need help.  If I could just REALLY talk to you, I would a) feel a million times better and b) you would know what to do to help me fix the things I need to improve.  And I would love to do the same for you.  I know that you also need me, in different ways.

I miss you tonight.  I miss you every night that you’re not around.  I wonder if you feel the other end of this wavelength.  I often find my thoughts turning to the array of moments we’ve shared and questioning if they were as profound for you as they were for me.

Either way, I’m ready for our next steps.  Let’s figure out if they’re in sync for the dance of a lifetime or if those steps carry us ever onward on our separate paths.  And for heaven’s sake, let’s not hesitate because we both know we’re not getting any younger.  And I repeat, I need you.  Maybe you need me too.  

She was bored. She loved, had capacity to love, for love, to give and accept love. Only she tried twice and failed twice to find somebody not just strong enough to deserve it, earn it, match it, but even brave enough to accept it.

William Faulkner, The Town (via seabois)

Or, as Sheryl Crow once phrased it, “Are you strong enough to be my man?”

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When you develop an infatuation for someone you always find a reason to believe that this is exactly the person for you.
— Leonardo DiCaprio (via snuffaluffagus22)
Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the “good life”, whatever it is and wherever it happens to be.
— Hunter S. Thompson (via letteratura-litterature)

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The way you glance at me when you think I might be looking your way is one of my favorite things in the world.
— Melissa Brown, Bouquet Toss (via rauchwolken)

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Beginnings are sudden, but also insidious. They creep up on you sideways, they keep to the shadows, they lurk unrecognized. Then, later, they spring.
— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassinm (via myquotelibrary)

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