Different

i think, i breathe, i smile, i laugh and i live my life. everyday. just like you. we're not so different, you and i. the only things that separate us are the differences we imagine, we create, we impose on ourselves. we're not so different, you and i. just take a look, and you will see yourself in me, like i see myself in you. take a look because you are me and i am you. we're not so different you and i.

A Work In Progress (Rain)

You walked outside as the rain began to pour, it soaked every inch of you. I called out to you, asking what you were doing. You had no answer, you just insisted I join you. "You need to live!" That's what you said.

I opened the door hesitantly. I wondered what was wrong with you. As I took my first step, the rain washed over me. It soaked my hair and flowed down my body, chilling me instantly.

I took several more steps and met you out there, soaking. You embraced me and said "Can you feel it? Do you feel the magic?"

I stood there, puzzled and silent. After a moment of reflection, a realization came over me. I had stopped obsessing, stopped worrying, stopped caring about the world. I had begun experiencing the sensations of the moment. I was living.

I let the magic soak into me. I thought about each drop, focused on every splash and was exhilarated by every moment. This was living. This, I thought, was why we were here.

Every moment, I realized, held this special secret. It just doesn't overpower you like the rain. So the next time you are anywhere, stop, breathe in and experience the magic of the moment. Discover the secret held by the smell of dust and wisdom floating through a library. Learn the lesson to be taught by the pollution, noise and jubilation of a city street. Solve the enigma present when you feel the warmth coming from a body sleeping next to you.

The magic can be found in everyday moments, during everyday experiences, among everyday, ordinary people. You just have to want to experience it.

So, open yourself up to life...to living.

Find the magic for yourself.

Lying Alone

I was lying alone, looking at the ceiling, thinking about you and I guess that's when it happened. I began to lose control of myself. My emotions started eating away at me, my essence, my everything.

I was lying there, wondering if you'd ever come back for me. Did you ever think of me like I thought of you? Did you ever find yourself wondering what could have been, the way I wondered every few hours when I thought I'd finally forgotten you?

Why, I wondered, could I not let you go? What did you do to me? How did you change me? How did you make me lose myself? The answers never came, and I lay in bed looking at the ceiling.

The emptiness began settling over me. I was alone. The world was quiet because despair is louder than the world. I began floating. Floating through memories of you and I. The memories rushed around me, happy and sad flying by in the blink of an eye.

My heart is bursting in my chest. I can feel it exploding with all the things you make me feel.

What is worth this much pain?

The answer? It came easily. Love.

Shiver

Take a walk with me.

The road is winding and tedious, but don't worry. I'm by your side.

The wind is howling, the snow is falling and the air is frigid, but you presence will keep me warm.

Take a walk with me.

The clouds are out, the path is dark but you will light the way. Your passion could illuminate the world.

So, take a walk with me.

I need you to get me through.

Love Letter

Mine -

Do you remember the night our lives changed? I remember the way you looked, the way you smiled, the way you smelled, the way you laughed and the way your shy eyes couldn't quite meet mine. That made my heart flutter. Did I ever tell you that?

The days went by, slowly at first. Every second I spent with you felt like an eternity because the world stopped when I was with you. Problems, worries, despair and frustration would melt away. The way your smile made your eyes blaze and my heart explode, I will never forget that.

Our days slid into weeks and months and as the time passed, my adoration for you only intensified. The way you snore when you sleep, stutter when you get excited telling a story, take me in your arms for no reason and kiss me in that spot that only you know. That's why I love you.

Most of all, though, I love when you look at me. Your eyes, so kind, look past me. They see into me. You see me, who I am to the myself and not the world. You see my faults, my failing, my frailty. But you see beyond it too. You discover what the world neglects: my fire, my passion, myself.

So you see, you are the one. The only one. The true one.

Missing you, why there's nothing better in the world. Because when I miss you, I think of you, and when I think of you, it makes my heart dream.

So always remember, you are mine and I am yours. We are us.

Love you today, tomorrow and forever.

-Yours

A Chilly November Morning

As the chilly air embraced my body, I looked deeply into the window. My breath caught in my chest. Beyond my reality, life continued as it normally would on a November morning. But in my reality, there was only me and a piece of glass. Everything else had faded away.

The reflection didn't just hold my image, it held all of my hopes and dreams. My desires were floating around me like cotton in the spring; like I could reach out and grab true love. As if I could have a promotion clutched in my fist, a new car between my fingers, a family resting on my palm.

I stood there, dazzled. I felt a warmth inside me spread as the intoxicating image seeped into me. Suddenly, a car behind me honked and I spun around to look . When I looked back at the glass, all I saw was myself. But instead of feeling disappointed, I was surprised to find that I was charged with a sense of purpose. I knew my dreams were all around me, floating. They were all within reach, all I had to do was catch them...