Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Compare. &&. Contrast.

The difference between loving someone and being in love is permanence and infatuation.
-Monique Adara.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Fearless.

So go on.
Go on and break my heart.
I'll be okay.
There's nothing you can do to me.
That's ever going to burn to me.
So go on.
Go on and leave my love.
Out on the street.
Im fearless.
Better believe Im fearless.
-Colbie Caillat, "Fearless"

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Uncensored.

Today I talked to him.


His voice still sounded the same.


His words were different.


Different in the way he said them.


Peculiar in the way they sounded.


My feelings resufaced.


My mind remeninced.


Thoughts reoccurred.


I closed my eyes.


And tried to picture his heart.


Picture his heart as it spoke words.


Observe the way it talked to my heart.


I thought.


Reflected.


Realized.


I love him.


Deeply.


I can feel every vector of every blood stream that come from the racing pulses that my heart releases every time the resonation of his voice sends a vibration through my body.


He loves me.


He tells me.


Its real.


Its pure.


I feel it.


Its authentic.


Natural.


Unadulterated.



Love.


Uncensored.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Return....


I havent been on here for some time. Yet, time hasn't stopped. My heart, mind, body, and soul still contains elements that need not to be harbored. My fingers still need to embrace the keyboard to wrap around a writing utensil, soon. As for now, I have deeds to be done. No one is going to be doing them for me and I have my own standards, I've set for myself that I need to uphold. Sayonara et bon nui.
Monique Adara