You’re not in love with her
If yelling at her in an argument doesn’t make your throat burn like you just downed six shots, you’re not in love with her.
If her eyes can’t make you stop in your tracks and think about what you are about to say next, you’re not in love with her.
If her laugh doesn’t make you tense up your knuckles thinking about never hearing it again, you’re not in love with her.
If it only hurts her when she cries, you’re not in love with her.
If her voice cant calm your worst anxiety attacks and make you want to listen to anything she has to say, you’re not in love with her.
If her smile doesn’t make your chest quake and your lungs shrink but feel refreshed all in one motion, you’re not in love with her.
If her taking her clothes off is when you pay the most attention to her, you’re not in love with her at all.
via Daily Prompt: Overcome
Sometimes I cannot believe the difficulties that I have actually overcome. The painstaking, melancholy of life has left its marks on my soul as well as my body, yet here I still am. Yet I often question whether human really do overcome the things that they endure. Overcoming is a powerful phenomenon and understanding what it really is requires some deeper level of consideration. The pain, the anguish, the betrayal as well as all the other set backs, so what does it really mean to overcome something? Do we actually overcome or do we just learn to live life because that is the only option we have available? A majority of the time we as human seem to just adapt and ‘overcome’ the hindrance that has come our way.
Overcoming to me is a form of getting past an obstacle of some sort, this can be emotional, practical, internal or external. But the difference I see is that overcoming means accepting the situation or obstacle and using it in a manner which aids personal development. The overcoming process is not an easy one, its one that is a struggle, painful and often one where you lose some aspect of your being or life. It is not a simplified process and more of a life process of learning to adjust and adapt to difficult changes with sacrifices on the way. Do we ever really overcome these moments? How can we really overcome the pain of a broken heart or a failure of some form? Isn’t the word overcome just a masquerade for adaptation and learning to live with loss?
I am not what I have done, I am what I have overcome.
The only reason I choose to stay alive is so my family doesn’t live with the devastation of my suicide. My pain is not more than the life long pain they would live with.
Via Daily Prompt: Finite
When this daily prompt was first put out as a recommendation, I was thinking of how I could master the essence of the word. So here’s my try, see what you think.
Finite: limited in size or extent.