sometimes i wonder what keeps a relationship going? long after the proverbial "honeymoon period" has dried up and left no stains. also, does it have to take two to make it really work? and also, does it always have to work?
i understand there is a graph for any relationship, but isn't it a shame that the quieter one is always tracking it and is taken to be the weaker one. over the many years i have stuffed into fewer years, i have come to realise that it takes alot more to silently forgive the one you love while they unleash their wrath unfairly ocourse, at you. ive realised that it takes alot of patience to wait till they return to be the self you had fallen in love with and that sometimes the wait never ends.
im sure we all believe that the one that makes us feel sweet is the one and we pray so furiously that we then believe it will happen. what does one do, when change has come knocking? what can you do to reach out and make your partner realise that the best gifts of life are they, themselves. that life is a bitch and you both can make more of it than alone grudgingly. that whatever comes, happens and encroaches, as long as they love, it too shall pass. what language can you talk? what song can you sing? what dance can you dance? how do you penetrate hopelessness and draw out the hidden person?
sometimes i wonder if i should let love be such an important part of my life, specifically when everyone tells me it has been replaced by "convenience". apparently, thats the in thing. the endless phone calls are now texts for the next rendezvous, love poems are now the latest gigs, proposals are now simply strategic.
i still read my poems and dream of his arms around me, i still remind myself of his warmth every time he held me. i still smile when the phone rings and pout when have to hang up. i guess im old fashioned, im way too much in love with love to give it all up.
