A Good Look In the Mirror
Alone in quietness of space.
This singularity, this darkness, that is how I find myself at the moment. So different form how I once saw it. I choose it.
The presence or absence of someone else will no longer define me as a person.
No, I do not need someone else’s notion of love to feel loved. I know what it is; I know how to define it.
For I am no longer a slave to its tidal passions, the ebb and wane with someone's emotional moon. No longer will I be shackled to it like Andromeda to the rock.
That is all easy to say, but hard to do.
Can I accomplish the " no longer needy phase of my life." I am finding more and more that I like the quiet in my life the oneness with myself. The wholeness I feel; I am alone in the dark, reflecting, recharged through silence.
The beauty of my own thoughts, whether regret or validation. Intimacy within my own mind.
Closing my eyes and river of emotions moves through me in minutes. The heavy sadness of regrets the lightheartedness of joy, they are emotions that all exist within me. I am okay with all my emotions now, with the good and the bad. Reflective nature of the mirror of my mind.
Copyright © Amanda Simcox | Year Posted 2005
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