Being all in | midnight pondering poetry

You wanna get to know me? Show me all of who you are and then some more. Unveil your fears and joys, Let them loose…falling into arms that are willing to hold and discover your soul.

Let your mind unfold before my eyes, show me that this is what you want. No holding back.
This is what safety feels like. Seeing you letting yourself fall into this. Into love.
This is what it takes to dig deep into a persons soul and mind.

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I dont like seeing myself being needy|random thoughts

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„Being needy equals being  worthless“. That’s what my thoughts bouldly proclaim. Fully convinced that I would never be that person, I distanced myself from everything that could possibly show my weakness. I don’t mean weakness as in crying or feeling sad or not being able to function.  I mean the kind of weakness where my wounds are bleeding. Where I accuse people and hold on too tight because I fear being alone. I rarely allow myself to loose control but it happens.

I mean being clingy. Wanting a friend so bad that I am willing to ignore that the other person is maybe not as interested in this relationship as I am.

Being that person who depends on someone elses love and care…. I never thought I would do that…. At least I would have never admited it.

We all despise the idea of being needy. We are independent and strong. We don’t need anyone but ourselves ….right?

But …why? What’s wrong with wanting to be loved…? Am I not human like others?  What I mean is….We should not feel ashamed of this need for love. It’s completely normal for a human being to seek unconditional love. We are made for love.
Sometimes we are just searching in the wrong places… in people… attention…approval or likes….  but there’s nothing wrong with feeling needy. I guess it’s just humiliating if we see ourselves showing off this insecure part of ours.

Because we know most people can’t handle weakness. Being needy is seen as unattractive….we would rather show everybody how dettached we are…oh how independent and strong.

I am speaking of myself here… I am immediately turned off by a guy who is getting clingy…. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think that it’s healthy to depend on a person’s love. It’s just the way we react to that.

Maybe you are the only person this guy is opening up to …and we need to be careful in handling a delicate heart….

With careful, wise words  and a gentle spirit. It’s okay sometimes to be a clingy mess….It reveals our fears and hidden lies. Buried so deep in our hearts that only someone who’s dear to our soul can unveil them. Even when they are not the solution to the problem.

Do you guys know this feeling? Do you have this one person in your life who turns you into a beautiful needy mess?

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It is what it is| poetry picks

Just had some thoughts on love these past couple of days…. That maybe sometimes we need to let go the idea of how it should have happened and how it is supposed to be and just let it be what it is…

This would mean to aknowledge and believe that everything happens for a reason…and that everything is okay… right now …right here…  between loosing myself and loosing what I love …  I don’t know what to do … Truth is, nobody knows you like you know yourself. No one knows if you are at peace or about to compromise..  The hardest thing is to see everything as it is… all cards on the table dear self. And if confusion is everything there is for now, than let it be  confusion … and wait. Wait and see.

No rushing into compromises….And no letting go… Giving it time to unfold into whatever it’s supposed to become…mh …

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I thought I might share a poem from one of my favourite poets Erich Fried…. The way he writes about love just gets to you…well at least it gets to me.

Although I can’t find a translation of my favourite poem, I thought about including this one…

 

What it is

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is calamity
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight
It is what it is
says love

It is ludicrous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience
It is what it is
says love