Normally, I am not a fan of the “double-blog”. This is done when a blogger posts a blog then blogs again a few minutes later. Under the circumstances, I am giving myself an official pass. Being ignored has never bothered me before. Hiding in shadows and being unnoticed has actually made me a better writer. I am confined to my thoughts, which seem to ooze more from my fingertips then they do my mouth. Blogs are diary entries I do not mind sharing with the cyber world. Now back to why I am blogging for the second time today. The love of my life, the only women who can match me wit for wit has been ignoring me for more than two weeks now. Although I am partly to blame for this, I do miss her conversation and her tender touch. Yet, my ego controls my heart with dismal instructions of anger and hate. Reconciling would be the right path, but as men, the right thing seems to easy and we find harder ways to punish ourselves in the long run.
Love blinds many and cripples most. Currently your favorite blogger is both. I seem to lack direction not only in writing but in life as well. My heart yearns for my queen but I am left entertaining the court as a joker and not a king. This entirely falls on me, yet my ego can only blame her. So now, I am left with my fingers and a blank canvas to express to the world, what I should be screaming at the highest mountaintop to her. Love is a four-letter word synonymous to pain. Yet, I would welcome pain with open arms if my love would follow suite.
No comments:
Post a Comment