What is it about being alone where the things we do won't fulfill us enough?
Or at least that's it with me because I like to give and share the memories I have had and memories that I can make with someone.
I think of silly things....crazy things that would be so much better with someone! And darn it, it gives me even a better excuse to be childish in front of a coffee shop, in the parking lot of a church, in a business elevator....IN FRONT OF THE WORLD :) .
I thought about when I am alone, as I would if I had someone by my side about things I'd want to do with them.
I'd enjoy the summer rain showers with them! For even a moment is worth a thousand words before we find a dry haven. We'd run wild as if we were trying to escape the watery mess. We'd be mesmorized by the droplets in our hair, the glistening of our cheeks and the untamed look we have on our faces. A rain shower is meaningless without a playful partner......
I'd enjoy long walks with them! For even the closeness this offers is significant. Playfully nudging them with my elbow, walking backwards in front of them so I don't miss one beat of their laughter or one wink of their stare. We'd be the only world around us and the only noise we'd hear is our two feet pattering, the sounds of songbirds chirping in the East, and listening to our hearts opening up for distraction. A long walk is meaningless without an active partner....
I'd enjoy dancing with them! For even a silent tune is the strongest in gesture to dance to. We'd slow dance under a single streetlight that we imagine is candlelight. The glow in our eyes is like a fire burning bright, a passion so unforgettable we embrace for an incoming kiss. One of my favorite movie scene is from "The Notebook" that resembles much of what I like (see clip by clicking HERE). A dance is meaningless without a passionate partner....
I'd enjoy my Sundays with them! For even a weekend commitment is a beautiful thing.
We'd have the extra few hours to lay in bed, to cuddle and to make love a few times over again. We'd gather the simple pleasures in life like making breakfast together, feeding it to one another, and have a hot cup of coffee out on the porch and watch the sunrise. A Sunday is meaningless without an endearing partner.
So, these are the things I enjoy. I think of them often.....and often think that someday will be that one day. These are the things we certainly could do when we are alone, but if so, does it have the same meaning and impression as it would when being with a special someone?
Or at least that's it with me because I like to give and share the memories I have had and memories that I can make with someone.
I think of silly things....crazy things that would be so much better with someone! And darn it, it gives me even a better excuse to be childish in front of a coffee shop, in the parking lot of a church, in a business elevator....IN FRONT OF THE WORLD :) .
I thought about when I am alone, as I would if I had someone by my side about things I'd want to do with them.
I'd enjoy the summer rain showers with them! For even a moment is worth a thousand words before we find a dry haven. We'd run wild as if we were trying to escape the watery mess. We'd be mesmorized by the droplets in our hair, the glistening of our cheeks and the untamed look we have on our faces. A rain shower is meaningless without a playful partner......
I'd enjoy long walks with them! For even the closeness this offers is significant. Playfully nudging them with my elbow, walking backwards in front of them so I don't miss one beat of their laughter or one wink of their stare. We'd be the only world around us and the only noise we'd hear is our two feet pattering, the sounds of songbirds chirping in the East, and listening to our hearts opening up for distraction. A long walk is meaningless without an active partner....
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| "The Notebook" Film |
I'd enjoy my Sundays with them! For even a weekend commitment is a beautiful thing.
We'd have the extra few hours to lay in bed, to cuddle and to make love a few times over again. We'd gather the simple pleasures in life like making breakfast together, feeding it to one another, and have a hot cup of coffee out on the porch and watch the sunrise. A Sunday is meaningless without an endearing partner.So, these are the things I enjoy. I think of them often.....and often think that someday will be that one day. These are the things we certainly could do when we are alone, but if so, does it have the same meaning and impression as it would when being with a special someone?
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