Aredhel
Sep 3, 2004, 09:56 PM
I promised myself that I wouldn't resort to internet forums to help with my problems in real-life. Upon searching through PSOW today, though, I realized that, granted, there are some assclowns who peruse these forums, many of you are decent, down-to-Earth human beings who, for the most part, have real-life issues of your own.
With that said, this isn't really a statement of a problem. Quite the opposite, really. I didn't come here seeking help, I came here to discover it for myself. Perhaps this is just a way for me to work out my problems on my own by typing things up, putting them into perspective. Or perhaps, I really, truly AM looking for resolution through some of you who seem to have experienced much in your adult lives.
Boring, huh? It isn't if you understand where I'm coming from (I can only hope that all of you do someday) http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_smile.gif
Last summer was it. It was the last time I was through being a child, though being a machine. It's funny how the Id goes into recession at a moment's notice - the notice of a young woman.
Now stop - I'm not saying I don't have my urges, I'm saying that what I feel transcends what can be classified. Whatever you can think of - I've got that topped by feeling. Whatever it is http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_wink.gif
But anyways, last summer I met a girl. I'd met her before, but this time was much different. I was different, she was different - things were still the same, but there was something beyond. I'd never feared much before then, as I had no reason to. I believe that, because of reasons pertaining to my childhood, I'd grown up to be a very nihilistic person; as such, I had no reason to live, no rhyme to exist by. When I met her, I began to fear. Perhaps it was just a coincidence of my development and her presence; maybe I was destined to fear anyways - it IS instinct, after all. In any case, I finally realized that life is fragile, ephemeral. I would not exist if I were to die at that moment. It pained me think of this, as I'd discovered something very beautiful in this world, something I could hold onto forever. I realized that if I had died at that moment, I would lose her. I would never see her face again; I would never see her smile; I would never see her cry; I would never hold her in my arms and never let go until the dawn of morning came to wake us from our blissful sonata of embrace. I would never be with her.
So every lightning strike I heard, every person on the news who had died in the latest firefights of , every time we drove in the fscking CAR; I realized that I might not be around 10 seconds from now. Whenever [i]now happens to be. This scared me - it chilled me to the core of my humanity that I could not be there for her forever. I had begun the realize love for what it actually is. Now I won't regurgitate something I read on a Hallmark card here regarding love, all I will say, though, is that true love transcends all things. Thoughts, ideas, words, concepts, hate - you name it, love has got it beat. It's interesting that I can't describe love to you - I can only say that you have to go out and find it for yourself. It's interesting that I have stumbled upon a universal truth that could never be proven. It's interesting how life is an enigma in all aspects and we are such creatures that flourish in the chaos of the indescribable... love, that is. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_wink.gif
So after the last summer of discovery, it was time for me to move back to where I lived before, as I was merely visitng her state for the summertime. I put my feelings into recession - I focused on what was at hand and got my life in order, as is condicive with a small percentage of High School seniors. I had my life, thinking about her when I was in need of validation for my mortality. Sounds deep, huh? I've thought about how foolish it sounds SOOO many times. I had invested my very existence in this young teenage girl whom I'd gotten to know over the course of 2 months - I was destined for let-down. How could I invest so much into a person I'd hardly known? I can't explain it. I've known many girls who I've liked as friends and even beyond, but I'd never met a girl like this before. I'd never met a human like this before. I'd never met a soul like this before. Sounds crazy, right? Not if you've felt it before. I guarantee that if you haven't fallen in love yet, it will hit you like a brick wall. It will pull you apart and put you back together in a way you never thought could be better. then it will do it again - every time you see their face.
A year passes, I graduate High School. A year passes, she goes on to be a High school sophomore. I was always, to a mild degree, disgusted with those guys who were 18 and dating 15 year-olds, or 20 and dating 17 year-olds. It always seemed as though they were taking advantage of those girls' naivete. I'm sure many of them were, but now I finally understand how age is just a fallacy. All that matters is maturity and, in some/many cases, she's got me beat in that department. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif
I had decided long before learning to know who she was that I would attend College in Florida. Her being there [here http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif ] was just more of a reason for me to come. I have toyed with the thought that she is actually the reason I moved 1200 miles away from my life in Colorado... perhaps. But wouldn't that make me the brash, naive kid here? You betcha. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif I'm not ruling out anything yet - love is unpredictable and often-times very blind in that respect. In any case, I had finally come back to her. This time around, though, I had a greater appreciation for life - I had learned what it was to fear and I had learned what it was to love, and I was ready for whatever life had to dish out to me. She is my Halcyon. She makes the pieces fit together. Whenever I'm around her, she makes me feel like whatever I do in life, whatever happens to me, I will be ok as long as I am beside her and she is beside me. I had finally learned a new kind of fear, though: fear for her. So far, I had only been thinking of myself, I had only been thinking of how she made ME feel - I was over that now, and ready to share it with her.
Skip to the present - this is the now. I want to tell her this. All of this, and more. I want to tell her everything; I no longer want to be me, I want to be us. I look into her eyes and realize that it's the truth. I hear it in her voice- I feel it on my neck whenever she speaks to me. I smell it in the air whenever she is around. I feel her on my fingertips whenever I touch her or even think about her. This is so much more than love. It's bordering on a sickness. She dwells in my mind now. It's dangerous, I know - it can only lead to expectations she could never live up to. But it's become so much more than knowing that I love her - I feel it.
I realize it more and more, every day. Yesterday was her birthday. I spent 2 hours looking for the right roses. I shall never forget her face when I showed up to her house and handed them to her. I don't think anyone has ever gotten her flowers before.
http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_cry.gif
For those of you who have managed to plod through the ramblings of my inner-most feelings, I apologize. As I said before, this was really, truly just a way for me to sort out my problems somewhere. I posted them here so that all of you can pick me apart or share feelings of your own. I would like to hear some of your stories and views of this apotheosis we call love.
With that said, this isn't really a statement of a problem. Quite the opposite, really. I didn't come here seeking help, I came here to discover it for myself. Perhaps this is just a way for me to work out my problems on my own by typing things up, putting them into perspective. Or perhaps, I really, truly AM looking for resolution through some of you who seem to have experienced much in your adult lives.
Boring, huh? It isn't if you understand where I'm coming from (I can only hope that all of you do someday) http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_smile.gif
Last summer was it. It was the last time I was through being a child, though being a machine. It's funny how the Id goes into recession at a moment's notice - the notice of a young woman.
Now stop - I'm not saying I don't have my urges, I'm saying that what I feel transcends what can be classified. Whatever you can think of - I've got that topped by feeling. Whatever it is http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_wink.gif
But anyways, last summer I met a girl. I'd met her before, but this time was much different. I was different, she was different - things were still the same, but there was something beyond. I'd never feared much before then, as I had no reason to. I believe that, because of reasons pertaining to my childhood, I'd grown up to be a very nihilistic person; as such, I had no reason to live, no rhyme to exist by. When I met her, I began to fear. Perhaps it was just a coincidence of my development and her presence; maybe I was destined to fear anyways - it IS instinct, after all. In any case, I finally realized that life is fragile, ephemeral. I would not exist if I were to die at that moment. It pained me think of this, as I'd discovered something very beautiful in this world, something I could hold onto forever. I realized that if I had died at that moment, I would lose her. I would never see her face again; I would never see her smile; I would never see her cry; I would never hold her in my arms and never let go until the dawn of morning came to wake us from our blissful sonata of embrace. I would never be with her.
So every lightning strike I heard, every person on the news who had died in the latest firefights of , every time we drove in the fscking CAR; I realized that I might not be around 10 seconds from now. Whenever [i]now happens to be. This scared me - it chilled me to the core of my humanity that I could not be there for her forever. I had begun the realize love for what it actually is. Now I won't regurgitate something I read on a Hallmark card here regarding love, all I will say, though, is that true love transcends all things. Thoughts, ideas, words, concepts, hate - you name it, love has got it beat. It's interesting that I can't describe love to you - I can only say that you have to go out and find it for yourself. It's interesting that I have stumbled upon a universal truth that could never be proven. It's interesting how life is an enigma in all aspects and we are such creatures that flourish in the chaos of the indescribable... love, that is. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_wink.gif
So after the last summer of discovery, it was time for me to move back to where I lived before, as I was merely visitng her state for the summertime. I put my feelings into recession - I focused on what was at hand and got my life in order, as is condicive with a small percentage of High School seniors. I had my life, thinking about her when I was in need of validation for my mortality. Sounds deep, huh? I've thought about how foolish it sounds SOOO many times. I had invested my very existence in this young teenage girl whom I'd gotten to know over the course of 2 months - I was destined for let-down. How could I invest so much into a person I'd hardly known? I can't explain it. I've known many girls who I've liked as friends and even beyond, but I'd never met a girl like this before. I'd never met a human like this before. I'd never met a soul like this before. Sounds crazy, right? Not if you've felt it before. I guarantee that if you haven't fallen in love yet, it will hit you like a brick wall. It will pull you apart and put you back together in a way you never thought could be better. then it will do it again - every time you see their face.
A year passes, I graduate High School. A year passes, she goes on to be a High school sophomore. I was always, to a mild degree, disgusted with those guys who were 18 and dating 15 year-olds, or 20 and dating 17 year-olds. It always seemed as though they were taking advantage of those girls' naivete. I'm sure many of them were, but now I finally understand how age is just a fallacy. All that matters is maturity and, in some/many cases, she's got me beat in that department. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif
I had decided long before learning to know who she was that I would attend College in Florida. Her being there [here http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif ] was just more of a reason for me to come. I have toyed with the thought that she is actually the reason I moved 1200 miles away from my life in Colorado... perhaps. But wouldn't that make me the brash, naive kid here? You betcha. http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_razz.gif I'm not ruling out anything yet - love is unpredictable and often-times very blind in that respect. In any case, I had finally come back to her. This time around, though, I had a greater appreciation for life - I had learned what it was to fear and I had learned what it was to love, and I was ready for whatever life had to dish out to me. She is my Halcyon. She makes the pieces fit together. Whenever I'm around her, she makes me feel like whatever I do in life, whatever happens to me, I will be ok as long as I am beside her and she is beside me. I had finally learned a new kind of fear, though: fear for her. So far, I had only been thinking of myself, I had only been thinking of how she made ME feel - I was over that now, and ready to share it with her.
Skip to the present - this is the now. I want to tell her this. All of this, and more. I want to tell her everything; I no longer want to be me, I want to be us. I look into her eyes and realize that it's the truth. I hear it in her voice- I feel it on my neck whenever she speaks to me. I smell it in the air whenever she is around. I feel her on my fingertips whenever I touch her or even think about her. This is so much more than love. It's bordering on a sickness. She dwells in my mind now. It's dangerous, I know - it can only lead to expectations she could never live up to. But it's become so much more than knowing that I love her - I feel it.
I realize it more and more, every day. Yesterday was her birthday. I spent 2 hours looking for the right roses. I shall never forget her face when I showed up to her house and handed them to her. I don't think anyone has ever gotten her flowers before.
http://www.pso-world.com/psoworld/images/phpbb/icons/smiles/icon_cry.gif
For those of you who have managed to plod through the ramblings of my inner-most feelings, I apologize. As I said before, this was really, truly just a way for me to sort out my problems somewhere. I posted them here so that all of you can pick me apart or share feelings of your own. I would like to hear some of your stories and views of this apotheosis we call love.