She has a delectable smile…but it’s her mind that is most formidable…she wields it as the sharpest sword and any man that approaches her without the most honorable intentions will surely be cut to pieces. ~ B.T.
being an anxious person means trying to be in control all the time. unfortunately, we can’t control every single thing that happens in our lives and that drive us mad. there is, though, something we can control and it’s our reaction to a bad situation and how we try to make the best of it. remember, it won’t get better unless you make it better.
The morning city,
still stretching, rubbing its eyes
on the rising sun.
Stragglers from last night find dollar coffees
and sip it in the low light of the park.
Brunchers order mimosas
and poppy-seed bagels.
Beds go unmade,
taxis are called,
and the metropolis–
the skyscrapers and high-rises
are painted with light.
The city starts
gently humming again.
Some people pray to live. Some people pray to die. some people love to smile. Some people hate to cry. If you want to heal. You gotta let yourself feel. I pray for the protection of your heart. Peace to your mind and for the future ahead of you to be brighter than the past you leave behind.
The journey has to continue. One day at a time. Have faith.
Your smile only describes the sweet fascination of missing me, on and on, and from the imagination, to the still photographs you reminisce day by day, as you wait for me, nose to nose, keeping still, while under your spell.