The art of Love
Dec. 2nd, 2005 04:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This post has been running around in my head for the past couple of days. Sentences coming together to form a rather long post. I decided to try and get it out at this point. I have figured out that I fall in love rather fast and hard or it is slow, but usually also very hard. There are few people who fall into these categories. People that I would be willing to die for. People that if we broke apart I would feel a hole in my heart when they are gone. There are a couple that I do not see or talk to very often, but feel that if we both had the time we would close as before and not feel like any time has past.
This is what happened to me and Jeshua. I fell hard and fast. It also happened when I finally met Phaeton in person. Caritas was the slow and rather hard getting to know her to love her. We had some major roadblocks and some sabotage to get thru that still affects us today I think. I still count minikin in this group of people I would die for even though I hardly get to talk to her much. My mom, stepdad, my brother and his family are in here of course. My dad isn't though. I may love my dad, but I do not like him very much.
I think that is a big part of these feelings. I have to really like someone. I have to feel like I can be myself and talk about myself and not be worried that I will offend since sometimes I can be very passionate about lifestyle choices that not everyone is into. Even if I go all TMI on Caritas's ass she smiles and has good advice.
I had more, but can't seem to get the words. Time for me to head out.
This is what happened to me and Jeshua. I fell hard and fast. It also happened when I finally met Phaeton in person. Caritas was the slow and rather hard getting to know her to love her. We had some major roadblocks and some sabotage to get thru that still affects us today I think. I still count minikin in this group of people I would die for even though I hardly get to talk to her much. My mom, stepdad, my brother and his family are in here of course. My dad isn't though. I may love my dad, but I do not like him very much.
I think that is a big part of these feelings. I have to really like someone. I have to feel like I can be myself and talk about myself and not be worried that I will offend since sometimes I can be very passionate about lifestyle choices that not everyone is into. Even if I go all TMI on Caritas's ass she smiles and has good advice.
I had more, but can't seem to get the words. Time for me to head out.