Wouldn’t it be wonderful, if everything worked out? Irrespective of the grandiose nature, and concepts that surround life and ontology;
There was a time when as the stars passed by in the night outside my window, I would stare out
Peace cannot be achieved, today and now, without an immense amount of effort. It takes everything to let fundamental disagreements, pain, and past unfairness subside in order to move forward without the anvil of the past weighing you down. It cannot be demanded, because by its very definition there can be no force and all parties must accept the conditions amicably.
Demanding peace is no more useful than demanding yourself to relax in a moment of panic. It’s a paradox. Fundamentally it cannot be rushed. It takes effort. It takes endurance, respect, and consistency…
It is okay, to disagree. It is okay to like someone, but have aspects of their life which do not
… By the pillows, her nose is tucked into your shoulder, under the warmth of the sheets. Her cheeks tingle at the softness against her face. The covers bring a comfort, surpassed only by the press of her body along the length of yours. She pulls herself close to you in small motions, like tide lines on the sand. Her skin warms yours, although she clings to you for the heat, and something more …
In my room there is a double bed, in the place I’ve made my stay; And on one pillow sits
You met her in an unusual circumstance.
It wasn’t the traditional place people meet, it wasn’t even a good story – but it wasn’t the beginning of the story that mattered anyway.