One For All And All For Love by Leveta Lindley Sometimes I see Love as he looks at me through kind and compassionate eyes. He expresses himself through service and acts of thoughtfulness, but thoughtfulness requires knowing and sometimes he simply does not know me. Its not like I dont make myself known but when his mind is too busy thinking of everything else he does not hear my heart because there are too many other voices in his head. I long to be known, everything, and still be loved. No matter what I hear from his heart I treasure up each and every word in my own heart because Love is worthy of being heard through a lovers ears. If I am worthy of being heard through a lovers ears than I want to be heard through a lovers ears. Yet Love does not understand why I look at him through admiring eyes when admiration is not what he wants. He does not seek accolades or trophies. I look at him sometimes though, enthralled by his handsome face or humbled by and in awe of his beautiful heart, yet still kept wondering if he is ever enthralled by, humbled by, or in awe of mine. I see Loves flaws but they only endear him more to me because Love is worthy of being seen through a lovers eyes. Therefore I do not need accolades or trophies but I do always seek the stars or even a mere twinkle in Loves eyes. I want to be the apple of his eye, his pride and joy but he is hard to impress; if he is impressed with me I am not often made aware of it. If I am worthy of being seen through a lovers eyes than I long to be seen through a lovers eyes. My love sometimes comes in words: I let them drop like rain but they roll down Love like rain glides over a birds feathers. They do not affect him much, so I speak to him through touch and I watch it melt away the misery of his day. Im happy to watch him respond to me in this way but what do I have to melt away the misery of my day? He seems too miserly with his words and his touch some days. This is why though I know I am loved beyond a shadow of a doubt, by his selfless service, his thankful gratitude, and his intricate thoughtfulness, on a bad day, when Im tormented by my demons, I do not believe I am wanted. If Love first loved me because I am passionate then why do I have to ask for passion and wait for it or even be denied it? I do not feel beautiful or desirable. I feel unrequited. Perhaps at my age these things should no longer haunt me and | should be grateful for this deep abiding friendship, and I am deeply, its most precious to me, but I remember how I cannot please the one I wanted to please most. We are just friends and sometimes not very good ones at that. His passion is gone but mine still smolders, ignored by him and resented by me, and yet I barely tell of it because I do not want what is not wanted to be given to me. I choose rather, to do without. Yet I have learned to be somewhat content and on some days even happy because I was once despised but now I am loved. The way Love expresses his love is worthy of being reciprocated within a lovers heart, so I may not inspire passion but I do inspire friendship and as hard as it is for such opposites to be friends, I know he lays down his life for me everyday and I for him. I desire an unbreakable partnership; it is rare, priceless, and greatly desirable. Therefore I am here and here I will stay as long as Love remains beside me. If the way I express love is worthy of being reciprocated within a lovers heart than Id die just to experience my love being reciprocated within a lovers heart. Though my heart is bound by Love, and love is hardly ever as it seems, I will see love through a lovers eyes, hear love through a lovers ears, and reciprocate love within a lovers heart. Love is worthy because he chooses to love. What was forced to die will come alive through Love, and what is said silently will be heard loudly through Love. Love never doubts, Love never fears, Love never does anything but love, and everything Love does is for loves sake. We are one for all and all for love.
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 01:51:08 +0000
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