She filled the void
in her soul
with the naivety of her heart.
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
She could see his breath hang in the cold crisp air.
His hands stuffed into his pockets trying to stay warm.
He turned his head and she could no longer see his eyes.
Her heart sank as she turned her back and
A mother’s perspective
when she wakes early in the morning.
Shows her love through her cooking
the aroma fills the house.
Bringing people together
and reminding them they are loved.
Don’t part with your illusions. When they are gone, you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.
Her love could not be defined
Only experienced at her pleasure.
No labels to define the feelings inside.
Her only hope was to love unconditionally.