Today, February 14th, is a day that I have always looked forward to every year. This year was the first time that I have prayed the date would fall off the calendar. A majority of the afternoon I peered out the window and wondered my purpose today. Sadness found my heart and a tear flowed for my lonely soul.
Love is defined as, a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. I had an opportunity to have an adult adventure this weekend. While embracing my mini vacation, I was surrounded by many couples celebrating the weekend in honor of their deep connections to one another. My side has been empty. The pride of men escorting their partners left me wondering what it is to be shown off. Dancing, the movement of two bodies interlacing to the music formed a tear. Holding hands, innocent affection shared by couples of all ages. The romance of it all left my essence poignant as I didn’t have anyone to share this day with.
Solitude on a day that is intended for the sharing of this delicate emotion of love between two people has been difficult. Love is a characteristic that weighs heavy on my personality. Hopeless romance is a desired aspiration daily. I thrive on surfacing this emotion for the one I love. Fidgeting with my wedding ring sends sorrow down my spine. The root of grief encases my heart. My hope is that my love can survive today leaving me with the ability to love tomorrow.
Love…I hope you all experience the pureness today…
~Nina~
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