Loss of love

Most of my life is awesome. I mean it sucks by conventional standards but so what… I still love it. The only thing that makes me sad is loss of love. I don’t even have a problem with death. Take my money, I don’t care. Take my stuff, it’s just stuff. If you really want to hurt me just withhold love. And I can’t even get mad because I know you have your reasons. All I can do is be sad.

What makes you sad? I promise I won’t use it to hurt you. I would never choose to hurt anyone. I just feel that the best point of connection is through our weakness. This is a pretty safe place. Very few people read this blog. If you would like to share your weakness, this would be a good place to do it. Let me know you and I will love you and protect you the best I can.

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About lefreakshow
A walking contradiction attempting to make sense of this crazy world though the power of creation, exploration and communication.

2 Responses to Loss of love

  1. girlforgetful says:

    Same here, withholding love, even just “like.” It’s really too bad we are such social creatures, isn’t it?

  2. lefreakshow says:

    I know! It seems so weird. I work so hard to not need anyone but I’m never happier than when I am helping someone or someone is helping me. We are wired to need each other yet nothing makes us feel weaker than needing someone.

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