I wrote a lot of things down in the past few days, trying to come up with the right combination of words that could properly convey how I felt.
And I came up short.
But still, I wanted to say something, so here I am talking about what I canβt do.
Oh, there are so many things I canβt do.
I canβt execute the turn, the spin, the leap that could express my feelings through movement.
I donβt have the proper experience that could be a service to the others I want to support.
I lack the assurance and clarity of mind I need to firmly leap into a decision that will shape my scholarly path.
I canβt express to him how much Iβd like to simply lie on a grassy hill in the dead of night and learn his hopes and dreams and insecurities – I must wait. (It would help if I wasnβt allergic to grass.)
My flimsy speeches are not enough to convince her that sheβll be okay.
I canβt even make a dang cake without splitting the almond paste itβs enrobed in.
But thankfully, thatβs not what loveβs about.
Thank you, love, for taking my broken, messy thoughts and actions and life, and making them meaningful.
And thank you that the cake tasted delicious, anyways.
All joking hugs aside, thank you for sharing what you can. My takeaway from February so far, is that sometimes, to keep trying is the best we can do, and that that’s okay.
Lord knows, it takes courage to keep going, and wisdom is knowing that even split cakes are just as tasty as whole ones.
Wanting to lay on the hill reminded me of these lyrics from a song on a children’s album by Walter Martin.
Everday
I listen to the funny things you say
I hope you never ever change your ways
Let’s take a wander through the world today
I like all of you
I’d like to roll up in a ball of you
I’d like to breach the castle wall of you
and sing a concert in a hall of you
I think it is wonderful that you want to do all these things and actually strive to do them.
this gave me all the feels today. absolutely love. biggest, warmest hugs to you bams <3 <3 <3 (also is that an extra slice of cake i see? why dont mind if i do)
bam π’ππ~
February 9, 2020 at 9:20 AM
I wrote a lot of things down in the past few days, trying to come up with the right combination of words that could properly convey how I felt.
And I came up short.
But still, I wanted to say something, so here I am talking about what I canβt do.
Oh, there are so many things I canβt do.
I canβt execute the turn, the spin, the leap that could express my feelings through movement.
I donβt have the proper experience that could be a service to the others I want to support.
I lack the assurance and clarity of mind I need to firmly leap into a decision that will shape my scholarly path.
I canβt express to him how much Iβd like to simply lie on a grassy hill in the dead of night and learn his hopes and dreams and insecurities – I must wait. (It would help if I wasnβt allergic to grass.)
My flimsy speeches are not enough to convince her that sheβll be okay.
I canβt even make a dang cake without splitting the almond paste itβs enrobed in.
But thankfully, thatβs not what loveβs about.
Thank you, love, for taking my broken, messy thoughts and actions and life, and making them meaningful.
And thank you that the cake tasted delicious, anyways.
Love,
February
bam π’ππ~
February 9, 2020 at 9:21 AM
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Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
February 9, 2020 at 9:58 AM
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Cocoa, The Fake Poet of February
February 9, 2020 at 10:01 AM
All joking hugs aside, thank you for sharing what you can. My takeaway from February so far, is that sometimes, to keep trying is the best we can do, and that that’s okay.
Lord knows, it takes courage to keep going, and wisdom is knowing that even split cakes are just as tasty as whole ones.
bam π’ππ~
March 22, 2020 at 9:31 PM
Amen to that, sister. Love you.
egads
February 9, 2020 at 11:34 AM
By my measure, the way a cake tastes is 1000 times more important than how it looks. *grabs a slice* yum.
Beverly
February 9, 2020 at 12:23 PM
Wanting to lay on the hill reminded me of these lyrics from a song on a children’s album by Walter Martin.
Everday
I listen to the funny things you say
I hope you never ever change your ways
Let’s take a wander through the world today
I like all of you
I’d like to roll up in a ball of you
I’d like to breach the castle wall of you
and sing a concert in a hall of you
I think it is wonderful that you want to do all these things and actually strive to do them.
bam π’ππ~
March 22, 2020 at 9:30 PM
I think I shall keep this in my top pocket, if you donβt mind! How jolly and wonderful!
Thank you so much for sharing, though Iβm so dreadfully late.
Rumi~
February 9, 2020 at 4:36 PM
I almost thought I was reading about a ballerina.
Happy cake days dear overlord.
another woodalchi nicole recruit
February 10, 2020 at 7:12 AM
this gave me all the feels today. absolutely love. biggest, warmest hugs to you bams <3 <3 <3 (also is that an extra slice of cake i see? why dont mind if i do)
bam π’ππ~
March 22, 2020 at 9:29 PM
Life swept me away and I never got back to replying to these, which just is a crying shame!
Hey Nicole! As Iβm so horribly late, please take my own warmest hugs and love! Hope youβre staying safe and well. 💛