I win

No games to be played
With this life that we made
Our first born son:
The greatest gift that I won

What is the sense

In keeping the pain so close.
What is the sense in continuing to hurt each other.
Why can't we just make it all right.
Space is what we need but yet space just doesn't feel right.
Heart break, heart break, heart break.

It wasn't too long ago...

Old photos
Taken at the happiest times,
When everything was new
And we remembered how to connect.
When petty problems were non-existent,
Because all we cared about was inhaling each others scent.
No music needed.
No cell phones.
No technology.
Just us,
The rise and fall of our breath,
The warmth of our embrace.
Nothing to keep us busy but ourselves.
We forgot how to take the time to soak in each others presence.
We let the daily stress overwhelm us.
We forgot how to laugh and play.
We forgot how to forget about the rest of the world when we looked in each others eyes.
But I remember everything with just one glimpse in the back of my minds eye.
How it felt.
One photo,
One song,
One scent.
There is nothing I would do different,
Because I experienced all of you -
Raw, open, cut, whole - you.
The very you that has left.
The very you that is hurt.
I still feel all of you because we are connected.
It's the only way we know how.
We just need to remember..
It wasn't that long ago.

Jealousy

In the end you won't kill your competition, you'll kill the one you say you love. You fear the loss of the one you love, yet jealousy will destroy the very thing you want the most.
Don't make it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You must accept how you feel,
But not let it control you and consume your mind.

Time

It passes slowly when you watch it.
It makes you go crazy.
The more you want of it, the less you have.
The less you want it, the more you have.
How ridiculous it is to watch a pot boil.
But we do it. Day in and day out.
You sit there with your phone.
Checking the time.
Moving the mouse so the screensaver goes off, just to check the time.
Why is a watch called a watch if we weren't meant to watch time?
But souls, they don't know the difference.
Every second is eternity.
Every minute is forever.
In order to forget about time,
souls must be together.

- Mailyne

Sometimes

I love being a Mother.
But sometimes, I wish I could just enjoy the little things as easily as before.
Like something as simple as taking a walk at night and feel the snow fall down all around me.
Without having to worry about a babysitter. Or whether or not their car will get stuck in the car parking lot.

The day of love

It's not about chocolate
It's not about cards
It's all about what you feel
Coming from your heart
It's not about gifts
It's not about buying
It's all about how much
You're trying
To be a better husband, wife or friend
It's all about how much love and kindness you give in the end.

Happy Valentines Day!