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Montana

There’s a little log cabin in Montana

It’s out there somewhere

Empty

Simply waiting

Like heaven on earth

Rolling hills cascading all the way to the mountainside

Porch faces west

The sun channels its inner Picasso every single night

Performs its masterpiece

This could be Wyoming

Or Idaho

Or even here in my county

It doesn’t matter

It’s there

Someplace…….

I dream about it often

In this dream, she’s there

Always

She has to be; one cannot go without the other

Without her, it’s just an old empty house

Lonely and void of significance…….

There’s a loveseat for two

Her hand in mine

Glass of wine for her; a cold one for me

If I died right here with my hand entwined in hers, I couldn’t complain…….

This dream will take time

But all dreams do

A lot of obstacles will test our patience, our commitment, our love

They will pop up from time to time between now and then

Their magnitude may seem great

But they will be defeated

These hurdles are mere thoughts that cast our own doubts

They can be worn down over time in the face of real, genuine love

We will remain vigilant

We only need to recite these last three lines when these harmless, potent less thoughts attempt to bear fruit…….

The dream is still a dream

But one day, when our love has earned its rightful place in this little old log cabin

In the perfect valleys of Montana

We will look each other in the eyes and know it was all worth it

Soulmate

Ah, to find my soulmate

That one person in the universe

A guarantee of forever bliss

In a world otherwise bleak and tragic

Why wouldn’t I want to find my soulmate?

And spare myself the heartbreak and grief

Misery and sadness

That is sure to accompany me for not finding mine

If only

If only the very idea of a soulmate were possible……..

But, alas, it is not

It does not exist

And if it did, most would obliterate this supposed greatest gift

Perhaps, after all, one’s greatest gift is that there are no soulmates

Rather, abundant chances for real love

True love

My girl and I are not soulmates

Far from it

Our story resides far, far away from Hollywood

But you see, the very idea of a soulmate and Hollywood are made for each other

They’re fairytales, fictional

What we have is far more real

The longing to connect and love

Regardless of our circumstances

It doesn’t matter what tomorrow holds

Or next week, next year

We share a burning desire to learn how to love each other

Every single day

That feeling is authentic

Powerful and unmistakable

It is a fire in our bellies that a soulmate cannot provide

It’s exactly what I’m after

Hollywood can have its “happily ever after”

I want this

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An immoveable headspace

Locked in the knowledge that

The absolute path

Is to her arms

Time is of the essence

If I don’t act now I lose her forever

I couldn’t bear it

Can’t you see?

She will make me happy

I feel it

I know it

You cannot convince me otherwise…….

It started so naturally

Just friends

Good friends

Laughs, little notes

Personal details

Innocent…….

Confusion

Why does she invade my inner space?

There’s a time and place for her

Not now…….

Time only intensified the fire in my heart

Her absence created a powerful longing

One in which I would be unable to break free

I have never felt this way before

This is true love

Real Love

There’s a girl

She’s beautiful

Devilish smile

When she’s right, sparks radiate off her

People cling to her

Life of the party

The flip side does exist though

Cruel world this is

Most never see it

Or are even aware of it

But it’s dark

She’s devoid of touch

Love, nurturing

As a girl, she never got it

As a woman, she aches for it

Finds it in random places

A different kind of love

One that’s self serving

For him, anyway

Such a shame

All it would take is a soft caress of the cheek

Her head on my shoulder

My fingers rubbing her forehead

Til she falls asleep

No expectations

No pressure

That’s real love

Renewal

Your infidelity came to me in a dream last night

I saw the deed with my very eyes

Hurt deeply, I confronted you

Mortified, you took whatever pains necessary to deny the breach

But the seeds of betrayal had been sown……

Awakened in a startle you were found to be fast asleep to my immediate right

A flooding rush of relief came over me

The act of disloyalty had been nothing more than a cruel mirage

I went to sleep the night before casual and somewhat indifferent to our situation

I woke with a new sense of love and commitment

Boomerang

She’s poison

I know she is

She’s no good for me

She always rips my heart out

Why do I fall for it every time?

There’s my dreamgirl!

What was so bad in the first place?

I love how you hang all over me

Are you sure? You want to talk about forever?

I love you so much

What’s the matter?

Why aren’t you answering my texts?

Are you okay?

She’s poison

I know she is

She’s no good for me

She always rips my heart out

Why do I fall for it every time?

There’s my dreamgirl!

What was so bad in the first place?

I love how you hang all over me

Are you sure………………

The Knight

Did he make you laugh?

Is that what drew you in?

Was he kind; did he make you feel special?

Was he ever kind? Or was it a mirage?

Did you thirst for everlasting love; the kind that fairytales and unrealistic dreams flaunt?

Thought you would never quarrel?

He would hold you in those powerful arms; keep your demons at bay

You would be forever his queen

How profoundly horrifying for you

That moment you must have realized

That he didn’t exist

He never did