An undeclared Love....

Not too long ago, my friend summoned me for a talk. She knew my dependability when it came to such things. For a while, she had battled the 'pain' of undeclared love. She is the kind of person too cautious of every step....the kind that takes pride in being careful at every  turning. I secretly admired the tenacity with which she kept her feelings at bay. The past year had seen her unconsciously fall in love.....she didn't see it coming. Life has a way of shocking the incredible out of its depths. In the course of time she had found herself lovingly staring and caring for the object of her affections. The most painful part was that she had no courage whatsoever to spill the contents of her heart.

For days on end...she loved from a far. One cold Sunday afternoon after a heavy downpour...while I was intent on my traditional Sunday nap ...my friend dragged me out of my sleep. Despite the blurriness in my eyes I could see what pain she was in. Never had I thought for once that love could and would be this painful.

I knew for certain that undeclared and recognised love dug through one's heart like a deep sleek sword. She leaned on my shoulder crying her heart out. We both knew it was pointless to speak of what she felt to the object of her affections. She had no courage to face the possibility that he might not feel what she felt. The weight of my friend's incomparable sadness overwhelmed me....so together we sobbed it out.

I wanted to make it right for her....I watched her every single day love from a distance. ....I did my best to watch with her. I was safe.... I didn't know the pain of holding a love so strong you wanted to wrench your soul out.

In some ways my friend was lucky to feel such intense longing for one she couldn't reach....for months she had held herself together. Concealing a love so strong for one so close.....she missed him when he brushed by...longed to say those words that lodged in the depths of her soul. Some days I watched her wanting to shout to the skies hoping they'd carry her love to this close but far soul.... We stood perched on the rails of the bend....I looking over the pain and love in a dear friend's eyes....I could do nothing about ...

If only I had the power to make things right....this would be the only time I'd use that power......

Phoebe :-)

An undeclared Love....

Not too long ago, my friend summoned me for a talk. She knew my dependability when it came to such things. For a while, she had battled the 'pain' of undeclared love. She is the kind of person too cautious of every step....the kind that takes pride in being careful at every  turning. I secretly admired the tenacity with which she kept her feelings at bay. The past year had seen her unconsciously fall in love.....she didn't see it coming. Life has a way of shocking the incredible out of its depths. In the course of time she had found herself lovingly staring and caring for the object of her affections. The most painful part was that she had no courage whatsoever to spill the contents of her heart.

For days on end...she loved from a far. One cold Sunday afternoon after a heavy downpour...while I was intent on my traditional Sunday nap ...my friend dragged me out of my sleep. Despite the blurriness in my eyes I could see what pain she was in. Never had I thought for once that love could and would be this painful.

I knew for certain that undeclared and recognised love dug through one's heart like a deep sleek sword. She leaned on my shoulder crying her heart out. We both knew it was pointless to speak of what she felt to the object of her affections. She had no courage to face the possibility that he might not feel what she felt. The weight of my friend's incomparable sadness overwhelmed me....so together we sobbed it out.

I wanted to make it right for her....I watched her every single day love from a distance. ....I did my best to watch with her. I was safe.... I didn't know the pain of holding a love so strong you wanted to wrench your soul out.

In some ways my friend was lucky to feel such intense longing for one she couldn't reach....for months she had held herself together. Concealing a love so strong for one so close.....she missed him when he brushed by...longed to say those words that lodged in the depths of her soul. Some days I watched her wanting to shout to the skies hoping they'd carry her love to this close but far soul.... We stood perched on the rails of the bend....I looking over the pain and love in a dear friend's eyes....I could do nothing about ...

If only I had the power to make things right....this would be the only time I'd use that power......

Phoebe :-)

Undeclared Love:-(

Not too long ago, my friend summoned me for a talk. She knew my dependability when it came to such things. For a while, she had battled the 'pain' of undeclared love. She is the kind of person too cautious of every step....the kind that takes pride in being careful at every  turning. I secretly admired the tenacity with which she kept her feelings at bay. The past year had seen her unconsciously fall in love.....she didn't see it coming. Life has a way of shocking the incredible out of its depths. In the course of time she had found herself lovingly staring and caring for the object of her affections. The most painful part was that she had no courage whatsoever to spill the contents of her heart.

For days on end...she loved from a far. One cold Sunday afternoon after a heavy downpour...while I was intent on my traditional Sunday nap ...my friend dragged me out of my sleep. Despite the blurriness in my eyes I could see what pain she was in. Never had I thought for once that love could and would be this painful.

I knew for certain that undeclared and recognised love dug through one's heart like a deep sleek sword. She leaned on my shoulder crying her heart out. We both knew it was pointless to speak of what she felt to the object of her affections. She had no courage to face the possibility that he might not feel what she felt. The weight of my friend's incomparable sadness overwhelmed me....so together we sobbed it out.

I wanted to make it right for her....I watched her every single day love from a distance. ....I did my best to watch with her. I was safe.... I didn't know the pain of holding a love so strong you wanted to wrench your soul out.

In some ways my friend was lucky to feel such intense longing for one she couldn't reach....for months she had held herself together. Concealing a love so strong for one so close.....she missed him when he brushed by...longed to say those words that lodged in the depths of her soul. Some days I watched her wanting to shout to the skies hoping they'd carry her love to this close but far soul.... We stood perched on the rails of the bend....I looking over the pain and love in a dear friend's eyes....I could do nothing about ...

If only I had the power to make things right....this would be the only time I'd use that power......

Phoebe :-)

Undeclared Love:-(

Not too long ago, my friend summoned me for a talk. She knew my dependability when it came to such things. For a while, she had battled the 'pain' of undeclared love. She is the kind of person too cautious of every step....the kind that takes pride in being careful at every  turning. I secretly admired the tenacity with which she kept her feelings at bay. The past year had seen her unconsciously fall in love.....she didn't see it coming. Life has a way of shocking the incredible out of its depths. In the course of time she had found herself lovingly staring and caring for the object of her affections. The most painful part was that she had no courage whatsoever to spill the contents of her heart.

For days on end...she loved from a far. One cold Sunday afternoon after a heavy downpour...while I was intent on my traditional Sunday nap ...my friend dragged me out of my sleep. Despite the blurriness in my eyes I could see what pain she was in. Never had I thought for once that love could and would be this painful.

I knew for certain that undeclared and recognised love dug through one's heart like a deep sleek sword. She leaned on my shoulder crying her heart out. We both knew it was pointless to speak of what she felt to the object of her affections. She had no courage to face the possibility that he might not feel what she felt. The weight of my friend's incomparable sadness overwhelmed me....so together we sobbed it out.

I wanted to make it right for her....I watched her every single day love from a distance. ....I did my best to watch with her. I was safe.... I didn't know the pain of holding a love so strong you wanted to wrench your soul out.

In some ways my friend was lucky to feel such intense longing for one she couldn't reach....for months she had held herself together. Concealing a love so strong for one so close.....she missed him when he brushed by...longed to say those words that lodged in the depths of her soul. Some days I watched her wanting to shout to the skies hoping they'd carry her love to this close but far soul.... We stood perched on the rails of the bend....I looking over the pain and love in a dear friend's eyes....I could do nothing about ...

If only I had the power to make things right....this would be the only time I'd use that power......

Phoebe :-)

Time's Response...

Dear Phoebe....you most recently wrote a deeply moving letter in a bid to get me to slow down. I must say for a moment that I was moved....I had no idea that's how you viewed things....you see all this time I supposed you were tagging along. I now I realise I was wrong.
So I've reconsidered and decided that I'll be more deliberate. Let's do this together, just you and me #time#
So here's what we're going to do. I'll let you take my place...I'll let you be time, I'll give you the liberty to do what I do everyday. ...I'll let you see what I see every minute. Promise me you'll make every decision logically... Persuade me you'll do right. Take this caution...you'll see some incredible hurls. ..for a moment you'll be torn between decisions. Your gut will say one thing and your heart another. ...take reason. It works.... It has to work.
My hope is that you'll no longer lay the blame on me for moving so fast.

So Phoebe...there you are, I can wait for you, I'll walk with you....we'll break the ice together, we'll laugh in the rain. I'll rub your shoulders and shield you from the rain....I'll let you feel eternity brush tenderly against your plum cheeks. You must ravish our time together....it'll only be for a while... But what you must never forget is that I am Time....I wait for man.

Phoebe
:-(