loss for words...

It's been difficult for me to put thoughts together coherently. I think I've been low on magical moments lately (maybe I'm being selfish). My birthday celebrations have been wonderful, but I find that often I find myself a little lonely still. When the waves crashed into us, and the spirits were high, loving feelings in the air, I saw the strings. The heart strings that tie to one another. He to him, he to her, she to him, and him to him. Tugging lightly and glowing vibrant red. Like the cooing of turtle doves, they huddle together when opportunity grants it so. Those were magical moments, under dramatic cloud formations, breath-taking sunbeams, and exhilerating sea breezes. And I hold onto them dearly. But they weren't mine, not exactly mine. I smile because I always do when I see something beautiful. It was my 25th birthday, and all I wanted more than anything was to bring people together. I smile because I've done well I think. To keep them close to me, just in case.

I was told that I've been distracted today, adaze, and unaffected. And it's true. I am feeling sedate... not a numbed state of being, but a lulling kind of being. Maybe I just need sleep.

Maybe I need company.

Maybe I just need a hug. I long, warm, lasting hug. yeah. that would be really nice.