impossible possibilities

a small gesture of generosity. i've always sought being generous--with my time, my work, my love. i'm no altruistic saviour, but i have strong beliefs backed by passion. today, i, along with 4 of my friends received a gift in which we had hoped for. the man that gave this gift had no idea how much we needed it, but did it because, as we hoped, he saw good in us. i'm being vague, because it doesn't matter what the gift was, but rather he saw our vision of love and compassion. love without expecting to be loved back. agreed. but, a functioning relationship is based on mutuality and reciprocity. if we weren't loved back for all the love we were giving, our ultimate goal would have failed.

i am so thankful for love. i am so thankful for faith in impossibilities.

currently: ohming out
craving: a warm embrace and a kiss on the forehead

another excerpt

i watched the morning rays of light hit your sleeping face. i have no words to explain how light can brighten light. you said you loved your apartment for its windows. wide, antique borders, thin enough to hear the commotion of the city below. i painted the beauty of those windows on the canvas of my mind.

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