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The oral surgeon I work with always tells patients that they will feel the most pain and swelling two days after surgery.
They are always perplexed as that makes no sense to them-Having just had a part of them ripped out.
But after thinking of her medical explanation it made me think about life.
Sometimes the pain of loss does not happen right away.
Their is a grace period when your prescribed Codeine soothes the wound.
But once you run out, in real life, their are 0 refills on your Rx.
And you learn to find other coping mechanisms to heal.
It’s a beautiful thing actually.
Your body was made to compensate for what is lost.
Find the beauty in your scars.
This actually happened.
I will never forget the disappointment in opening my hand and seeing a bug instead of a gleaming dot. 💥
However, I'm quite upset to realise that that was the only time I have ever seen fireflies, in the magical garden that my granny owns in Tuscany. 🌿
I don't know why, but I have never managed to come across them ever again, so far.
Perhaps they sensed my initial disgust and they still haven't forgiven me?
Mysteries, mysteries. (I had posted a different version of this poem months ago, but I have been working on it recently to add the iambic pentameter and turn it into a sonnet 🙈) Happy weekend everyone !
Let's not be homes to each other. I'm scared of homes.
I'm scared of having to paint the walls just to scrape them off again.
Let's not make this a love story. Love is too big a four letter word for me to say it out loud.
I'm scared of breaking my heart once again and bruising my knees.
Let's not make love.
I'm scared of my fingers memorising what it did to your skin everytime I touch a stranger.
I'm scared my tongues will burn with the taste of you and alcohol at 3am.
Let's not promise each other forever.
I hate promises.
They break too easily in my hands.
Let's not memorize our names for tonight.
I'm scared of names.
I don't want to spell yours on stranger's skin everytime.
Let's just close our eyes for a while.
I don't want to see your face in unfamiliar pair of eyes.
Let's not try to fix each other.
Let's just try to be each other's fix for a while.
Let it rain with love. 💞🌧
My caged wild heart was set free by you
Now it is tied to a kite that is flying towards you
Oh, please tame it, love
The grip is getting loose
It is slipping off my hands, and I am out of control
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Love and Light,