My Sweetest Secret 5/28/11

The sound of your sweet voice is music to my ears
The soft touch of your hand eases away all my fears
Your purely glowing smile just melts my heart
Your unfailing support keeps me from falling apart
Every stolen glance sees straight to my soul
Your undying love makes my heart whole
Each soft, passionate kiss sets my heart racing
Your sly knowing looks just sets my mind pacing
To not hurt another, these feelings I hide
For eight long years now my feelings I have denied
I've waited and plead for my dreams to come true
When all along the right answer was you
Right in front of my eyes; I just couldn't see
That you were the one who could truly set me free
Fear, love, respect, and fate kept us apart
But now I'm starting to listen with my heart
And to my heart I must always be true
So my sweetest secret is how much I love you

Rochelle Callahan

An Introduction of Sorts...

Truth is, I haven't written anything honest in a long time. What I mean by this, is something straight from the heart. Something I can look at later and be proud of the fact that I was the one who wrote it.

This fact makes my heart very heavy. I used to write everyday in a journal. Poetry, song lyrics, routines, thoughts about life, anxieties, etc. Almost always straight from the heart. Whatever I happened to be feeling or dealing with at the time.

It was refreshing and relaxing most times. A place to unwind and sort myself out. A safe spot to land every time I happened to fall. No one to judge me but myself.

I miss that. A lot. More than I care to admit to myself sometimes. I keep telling myself I need to remedy this dilemma but I just haven't gotten to it yet...

That is about to change, however. This is going to be my new haven. My soft spot to land if I fall. Judgement from others be damned.

I plan to fill each blank post with genuine thoughts from my heart. Poetry I've written (old and new--I have tons of old and nothing new currently) and poetry that inspires me. Song lyrics I can relate to. Anything my heart desires. This means, for a lot of posts, I will be posting some old stuff from my past but only as inspiration for new stuff.

Like it or not. This isn't about you or for you. It is about and for me.

If insanity is in the eye of the beholder....What is it you see??