Untitled/061116

I used to dream about love.
I guess I still do,
but in a different way.
Now I dream
about who I can love,
instead of who is going to love
me.

2 thoughts on “Untitled/061116

  1. Thanks. An image of a spunky princess ripping a book out of my hands and glaring up at me came to mind.

    A princess that doesn’t need to be saved, loved, and stolen from a castle.

    You wrote “who I can love” and I think I thought of “how I can love,” which might be why there was a striking women drawing attention. I don’t know if you meant you are considering options but I do like what came to mind.

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    • I love the image you created.
      I didn’t write it thinking about loving anyone romantically, I was thinking more of just loving people and caring for people, but things can change and love tends to sneak up on us and we turn around and act like we didn’t see it coming, sometimes we run away, but sometimes we stand still and let ourselves love.

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