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Poetica No Vale La Pena



I feel loneliness like a drug, infecting my every conscience moment. I feel it, and yet, I am ashamed to feel it. I know that I am loved. I know there are some out there who think of me, as I think of them. I know for a fact that for some people in my life the scripture that states.." There is no greater love than this...that a man should lay down his life for his friends". , is absolutely true. There are those that I love that much, and in that way.

Yet, I miss having friends that I can do things with. I miss having someone to call on a Friday night, and just hang out. I miss having someone to snuggle with. I miss the restaurants, the movies, the walks, the love making, the music, the drives in our pajamas, and the constant knowledge that there is someone right here, right here, that I can show how much I adore them.

I have new journeys to take. I have new roads to travel. And most of it will be on my own. But, I hope to find a few kindred spirits to keep me company along the way. I have such exquisitely beautiful designs for my life. The ones that when executed, will bring light to those that behold them. I feel so deeply, and weep so openly, and yet few know the extensiveness of my love for them. All they see is the silly me. All anyone sees is that I am weird. If they only knew how much I long to connect with people. There is not any way to express what I see in the spirit, what I know of the unknowable. What will it take to break free? What will it take to make manifest all the colors I contain?

I see you. Do you see me?.........


~Scott