Crossing
I used to think that relationships, those between two people in love were like stepping stones... that they helped you get to the other side of the river of life you are meant to cross but somehow early in life, I started to find myself tripping, falling; running out of stones on which to step and so I changed my mindset and I started to believe that relationships were more like boats that they help you cross, keep you safe while they float but somehow in my life I found myself sinking, sea sick, rowing to nowhere and so I changed my thinking again deciding that relationships where like a bridge that made the crossing of the river of life, a breeze and so I found myself not pleased when many of them went up on flames and the only few I did not set ablaze ended up collapsing under my weight. In matters of love, I deemed myself; a colossal fail I gave up my search for true love quest resign on spending life by myself and that’s when I saw swimming by that someone special, my other half The one that showed me, that love is not what I thought is not a bridge, is not a boat, and it is definitely not; a stepping stone. love is what helps you stay afloat as you swim each day, stroke by stroke sometimes the current might push you apart some days the current is nice and calm but those changes are just part of life, its downs and ups although you must still the river cross and you must do it all on your own love is what helps you stay afloat and when the end of your time comes and you find yourself in the other shore you might not find yourself alone you might find the one you love waiting, welcoming you home. Nestor Gomez 5/3/2017
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