I grew up not feeling loved and so I looked for it..
and still I didn't have it when I thought I had found it.
I am loved, I know that in my head
but the feeling ...
does not extend all the way to my bones,
Do you know what I mean.
I am not alone but
I am still looking for love.
Be Happy, Be Strong, Live Life. I write for the love of it; helps me think clearer and somehow it also gives me strength. it's been healing, it's been a journey; it's about me, being a mom, persons who mean much to me, memories, discoveries, where life has taken me and where I hope it will head. I am moving forward, I'm happier today (1 May 2012)
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i have the same tots as you... you are not alone.
ReplyDeleteDamn, that touched me. I hope you're OK. Many thanks, though, for sharing your feelings.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
Thank you for being real here dear one. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteI understand..I really get this....Hugs!!!
ReplyDeleteBM, take care. Not many can be this honest. Blessings.
ReplyDeleteJoy always,
Susan
Hi BM, been there too! Blessings always.
ReplyDeleteA poem many can relate to. You haven't posted in awhile!
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