never more have I wanted love

September 8th, 2009

Hey guys Kyia here… listen to the song I suggested first then read or whichever pleases you just take the time to ask yourself this question and see if you can answer it right away if you can well done if not that’s even better you take the time to let wisdom emerge.

You must ask yourself… “Why do we feel the need for companionship?”  May it be… through Family… Friends… Pets… Flowers/Garden or that significant other, “why do we feel such loneliness?, or the fear of being alone then” out of our needs?… out of our insecurities?… “why do we need to belong?… why do we need that person to love?… and for them to love us?…”
What meaning is there when we see it…love… right before our eyes, is it the display of eternal affection that causes us to yearn for such a thing?” When we have it… when we miss it, and know what it means to have that intense fire and and insane joy, that destroys everything and builds it up at the very same time, to experience pain and disappointment yet still cling to something that feels like its killing you slowly yet, breathing life into your soul, what meaning is there tell me, I cannot comprehend and I’ve lost words to describe the energy this phantom leaves me with.
I want nothing more than to be in love.
“What have I done?”  I’ve traded my heart for reality, I gave up silliness, a young heart and a happy soul  to pursue perfection, I have to ask where has my heart gone?… can I find it?… will it ever come back?… and will it still know me?… hate me?…or have nothing but disdain and contempt for my ways.
Truth is we need love to feel alive, to breath, to know what pain feels like, so we can continue hoping for joy, to cry in order to know what happiness is, to smile in order to hide a frown, to lie in order to keep things sacred and to fight  in order to protect things that are precious. Yet I still ask “Where has my heart gone? “
I’ve seen it in the eyes of those I envy, the youth,… who have their perfectly polished gleeful and uneventful lives, but for some reason I hope time will tarnish what they have as it has done mine.
Never more have I wanted love.
Enavescence ” feild of innocence” listen you’ll love it.