GOALS

Dating back we all have the same goals. Some of us have alternative goals, and lots of short time goals in between the ultimate goal. The “Ultimate” goal I’m referring to is growing old with your mate with kids and grandkids etc. So why are we not striving for this goal? Its all programmed in us to have someone. Some of us have lots of relationship searching for that special someone, and some of us don’t even waste the time.

My question is with all the goals you set, money, car, education, etc when do you decide that you will find that special person?

What if you found this person when you where 16, and everybody told you:

You’re too young, you want to have a kid, you haven’t even finished high school. These are also the same people that say you never know when you find love. So you don’t have this person now and you are constantly in search for the feeling that you had with him/her.

Lets talk about: Love, love is just an emotion, love does NOT conquer all. Its just like being sad or happy; its exactly the same. Just like this person you told you love when you were 16, then you turn 23 and say: “That doesn’t count I was young and didn’t know what love really meant.” BULLSHIT. You know what love is at the youngest of ages, stop putting so much on LOVE. When in reality it’s the PERSON that you are in the relationship with that makes you want to grow not an emotion. Love is just the word you use to express/describe the feeling you get when your with her/him.

When do I decide that Im done with dating? Do I actually decide? Or do I meet someone that changes my mind?

Somebody let me know why we put so much effort in to getting rich. Imagine if we put that much effort into our relationships!

In conclusion, be open and take everything/everyone for its worth. Don’t say what you wont do, and don’t listen to anyone, follow your heart ignore your mind, and be happy.

Passion

I seek the ability to look into your eyes and see us
So close to you that we breathe in sync
Close my eyes and push my love thru my lips
While my eyes are closed the fire burns in the pit of my stomach
Abstract art floats through my head
Cant put in words the feeling I seek
When our eyes finally open the fire remains
Heart like the drums of the motherland
My eyes well seep through you, while you allow me to penetrate without motion
Your smile supplies the earths glow
I Love US; slight whisper from my lips
You complete me; whisper from the curves of the queens mouth
I Thank You
You Thank Me
Was I even breathing? I crave this feeling.