September's gaze

Aww, how meloncholy, yet carrying the sweet along with it, as if for old time's sake.

A lovely write, my dear.  

good evening dearest Styxian thank you graciously ❤️

How piercing an image.  I am a mediator and many times the work is around people's needing to reinvent themselves given the place they've landed.  

Many times, they are fighting choices they've made and now need to readjust or even abandon.

 It's amazing how many times this topic comes up. And the solution is always a complete reinvention: letting go of expectations,  a few rounds of reality therapy, and  Nietzschean level of re-evaluation.

The point to come to is see the necessity of the path you took.  If we make use of our traumas, abuses, or losses as exchanges for knowledge,  understanding, and self-esteem, they inform us of their being necessary steps. I gave up x to understand y.

Then you can put it into context. Appropriate.  Necessary.  

I can't bend over and look young or make this move. I can, however listen to and meet these specific needs because I have let go of this point of ego or falseness. I'm a way better friend and partner. I'm sorry it took so long. I took the scenic route.

I missed this chance to be wholly myself before, but now.....I'm all about it. Wanna dance? It looks like this....

hello dearest RT first let me say thank you for such a thoughtful comment I've thought long and hard about things and I have come to the conclusion I would not seek another partner in my life...as for self reinvention I am unable I have tried in the past unsuccessfully... who I am is simply me with all the beautiful bits and broken ones too... I have been this way always that I can remember if I was truly successful in love in lives past it isn't true today... I know that may sound a bit pessimistic but that is part of my personality now on a lighter note "oh Pooh said Eeyore lol... I think pain is a learning process shaping us...I am melancholy flavored ❤️ I deeply appreciate your thoughts...

You shall forever be my favorite flavored ice cream.

You carry so much weight in these words, as if when the seasons change it carries that nostalgic echo of something either long ago or closer, but timeless.

Beautiful work.

thank you dearest Wally love is simply 💕

I loved this spill dearest crimsin. This hit hard in my gut and heart. From a different standpoint of course I fully understand this pain and sorrow. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem.

good evening dearest Swagger thank you for feeling this so deeply I appreciate hearing from you very much 💕