Love and connection…
Two things all humans crave.
But what if love is just a word
we use to describe connection?
What if the intangible connection
we often feel from the very start
was love all along and the fear
of vulnerability halts expression?
And if connection is love
then it all makes sense right?
The way some connections
make our souls dance joyously
while others feel so temporary,
the kind we fall in and out of so easily.
Maybe it’s because those connections
were never deep, just a spark we still
called love because connection is love
and love is connection all the while.
Have you ever experienced a connection
so strong, as deep as the ocean even,
that your soul whispered ‘I love you’
to their’s over and over from day one?


Why did we ruin us by thinking?
Why didn’t we just continue to feel?!
Now every text is calculated and
to be honest I’m terrible at math!
Trying to fill the spaces you occupied
just days ago is emotionally laboring.
I want to go back to the moments of tranquil
intimacy we shared that felt so easy.
Like just laying across your lap or chest
as we vibe to our mutual love of music.
Or laughing uncontrollably to some
corney joke only you and I find funny.
Why did we ruin us by thinking?
Why didn’t we just continue to feel?!


Keep doing it. Remind me to live in the
moment instead of giving energy to spaces
we haven’t even stepped into.
I’m a dreamer, sometimes I just get carried away.
I’ll admit, the reminder sort of feels like
some air has been let out of my balloon yet
I’m still filled enough to keep floating
towards whatever we might become…
Just at a much healthier and realistic pace.