What if love was never meant to be possessed or completed… but continuously lived through everyday moments, struggles, and connection?
"You look for me as if I were a destination,
when I’m really a sensation."
What a line to open with. Such a simple truth. That if we grasped it, rather than diminish it, the real true love can blossom. Beautifully written.
Thank you, Verra 🥰
Beautiful poem!🩷
Thank you, Noor ✨
This was beautifully written. It describes safety that comes from everyday care and presence.
Thank you Sattie ✨😊🫶🏼
This is a beautiful and necessary reframe of love, shifting it away from a prize to be won or an ending to be reached and celebrating it as the quiet, resilient rhythm of showing up in the ordinary moments ✨
Thank you for reading and for your thoughtful comment, Brandi. Greatly appreciated 😊✨
That’s a beautiful piece of work
Thank you, John ✨😊
The rock as a point of return... Of course love would be less fireworks and more that stubborn thing under your palm...
indeed
Thank you, Asuka-sama !
Beautiful poem, Odel! A gentle but powerful reminder that the deepest connections live in the everyday presence, not the arrival.
Thank you for sharing this.❤️
Thank you, Anna ✨🫶🏽
❤️❤️❤️
"You look for me as if I were a destination,
when I’m really a sensation."
What a line to open with. Such a simple truth. That if we grasped it, rather than diminish it, the real true love can blossom. Beautifully written.
Thank you, Verra 🥰
Beautiful poem!🩷
Thank you, Noor ✨
This was beautifully written. It describes safety that comes from everyday care and presence.
Thank you Sattie ✨😊🫶🏼
This is a beautiful and necessary reframe of love, shifting it away from a prize to be won or an ending to be reached and celebrating it as the quiet, resilient rhythm of showing up in the ordinary moments ✨
Thank you for reading and for your thoughtful comment, Brandi. Greatly appreciated 😊✨
That’s a beautiful piece of work
Thank you, John ✨😊
The rock as a point of return... Of course love would be less fireworks and more that stubborn thing under your palm...
indeed
Thank you, Asuka-sama !
Beautiful poem, Odel! A gentle but powerful reminder that the deepest connections live in the everyday presence, not the arrival.
Thank you for sharing this.❤️
Thank you, Anna ✨🫶🏽
❤️❤️❤️