Clouds

He hovered over me like a cloud

And I was always in its shadows

It was the worst kind of love

If there is a worst kind

I was besotted

How could I have not known

In the end I lay in a heap

Crumpled and left behind

I was happy nonetheless

Finally my days were cloudless

Note: I understood the importance of all the good things in the present because of all the clouds in my past.

.:ayda:.

Because

Keep walking
'Cause the road does not end here
Accept the truth
'Cause nobody ever won with their hearts full of fear
Let go
'Cause bygones are bygones
 Live just the way
You'd like to tell your grandsons.

Have courage
'Cause fortune favors the brave
Believe
'Cause you are not supposed to conquer every path you tread
Keep heart
'Cause tomorrow will be a different story
Be yourself
And prepare to unleash your glory


Often we cease to have faith in our power. Often we lose sight of the light that is within as other things blind us. Believe just because...

.:ayda:.

Co-dependence

She made a
Man
Out of him
By day
And he made a
Woman
Out of her
By night.



We make each other. All of us are a lot of people's efforts and effects besides ours, of course. Almost like the exemplary constructive codependence between the Sun and the Moon.

.:ayda:.

Free

My strings are in his hands
His are in his mother's hands
Hers are in his Dad's hands
Whose are in his Dads hands
And in the end it is a massive
puppet show!

Let others be
Break free.


Freedom is a very very misused term. All of us are controlled by something or the other.
Some are bound by love, some by duties, some by family, some by work or responsibilities, while the rest are haunted by their past or caught up with plans of the future. Let go. Break free.

.:ayda:.

Just Another Star

I was just another
star in his galaxy
of constellations,
with not enough shine
to hold him in place.
But I shone anyway.


You just gotta keep doing your shit. Keep shining, no matter what.

.:ayda:.

Fond

it wasn't perfect
it was a broken mess
a rubble of jealous fires
and stolen glances
angry kisses and
endless chances

I was quite fond of him.

Still am.



It wasn't great, but it was!

.:ayda:.