I’ve lost myself at the moment, I am not sure where I am when it comes to “feeling”.
Don’t get me wrong, Im not depressed, I’m quite happy in my little life, it isn’t that, it’s just .. I can’t seem to “feel” anything.
I have, way back in the dustbin of my mind, a memory that does pop up from time to time to remind me of how I can feel and I think in all honesty, I want to feel again.
It’s been a long time since I really “wanted” someone .. and even longer since someone really “wanted” me in the same sort of way as I mean.
I remember the hours of love making, when it was impossible not to want to touch my lover, I remember the feeling in my stomach as it flipped when she smiled. I remember how my heart was just full of laughter and my mind full of surprises, wanting to see a smile on my lovers face. I remember the heat, the feeling that the real world was a million miles away. I remember when just by holding her hand I felt myself invincible. I remember all this.
I am not sure I can feel this now, I just have this overall feeling of disappointment and feeling very, very old.
Perhaps this will change, or maybe I am just worn out … time will tell I suppose.




Oct 26, 2010 @ 10:55:26
Sometimes you have to stop and just ‘be’. Too much ‘life’ can stop the ability to feel anything much. Your right, it doesn’t mean a person is depressed, more that they need time to just be themselves and enjoy the tiny things that happen each day.
Events in life or the people in it can at times be so damn disappointing. Each day holds a piece of your lifes jigsaw, sometimes it’s hard to find that piece but you search until it’s there and you can pop it into the puzzle. Some pieces are beautiful, some dull, some are perfect and others damaged but the puzzle is never complete until the day life is taken from you. I think you take each piece and love it for its own value, and try to enjoy the story of your life as it unfolds before you. Nothing stays the same, the wheel of fortune keeps turning and we can’t hop on and off as we choose. So carry on just being you, knowing out there that others care just how your jigsaw pieces together x