Growing old with You

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And maybe in forty-something years, we’ll be living in a house across the sea.

 

You’ll be 62, and I’ll be 63.

 

I’ll be the one painting your fingernails because by then you’ll be having arthritis in your hands even if I’ll be having arthritis in my hands too.

 

We’ll be sitting in front of the ocean for a little while when all we can do is hold hands and how holding hands can still count as making love.

 

We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers our sad youth. We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers a regret, a mistake and none of it will really matter because by then we’d still have each other. We’ll be holding hands until the end of our golden days as we love each other so gently to teach our grandchildren how love is a kind of soft chaos that dances for all eternity.

 

We’ll be holding hands while soft dancing our way towards nothingness until it’s finally time for one of us to let go knowing how love was always meant to be.

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Loyalty

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Loyalty; it’s a three-syllable word for “Hey, there. I know that you snore and kick me while you’re asleep and you hate me for leaving my clothes everywhere and how I can be a total asshole when my allergy rhinitis is acting up and how neither of us knows what we want for dinner and when we do know it’s you wanting Italian and me wanting Chinese and for fucks sake we’ve watched The Notebook for more than a hundred times already and maybe there are thousands of people out there who are much cleanly and have better tastes in movies but you’re the only person I want to spend the rest of my full moons with.”

100,000 views

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Thank you so much, everyone, who regularly tunes in to my blog. I really appreciate you all reading my stuff. I really do. I don’t know what’s next now for this blog. I’m thinking that perhaps it’s time to buy my own domain.

I wish I had the right words to commemorate this moment, this milestone but my thoughts are all over the place at the moment. I’m feeling anxious and sad about some stuffs in my life but what keeps me pushing forward is my growth as a writer.

Thank you so much as well for everyone who supported my two poetry collections. The first one I self-published when I was nineteen Confessions of a Wallflower and the latest one I self-published just this June I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction

The real intention for this blog was really to just share my feelings because I was really depressed and sometimes I still am. I’m just blessed to have poetry as my outlet for coping with the harsh realities of human existence. I’m just blessed to have readers who also are feeling the same way when it comes to love, life, and mental illness.

So that’s all for now I guess. Just a simple thank you for each and every one of you for reading my stuff and being a part of the growth of my blog. This is where I first started sharing my poetry anyways, and I have great gratitude for my WordPress readers who’re still here with me after 2 years walking with me on my life’s journey. I love you all, and I just wish you all love, hope, and healing.