To be truly alive means to feel our emotions, even the undesirable ones. What if I am the most qualified person to know how it feels to be me and each our own. It's been hard to give myself the right to my feelings when we're in relationships that people don't accept how we feel as the correct feeling, they say, awwe, don't feel that way, you should feel this way, trying undo our feelings. I am grateful to have "come undone" many times in my life (I say that looking back, as its easier to do so now) and to honest about how I feel about things and people in my life. but were not, and we're scared to be judged by others, we're scared to say we're scared. The thing people lie about the most is about their feelings, when asked how we are, we give the socially acceptable answer "i'm good, i'm fine".
It's so hard to accept them at first and we can either deny them, numb them, or be honest with ourselves, by honoring the emotions, and actually feeling them in all their intensity. It plays out to me as describing our struggle and state of mind when we discover our true feelings behind the love and fear we have in our relationships with each other and ourselves. And you've shattered them all into pieces. Point of fact, I was created for you alone.įor my protection, I've strenuously built the toughest defences around my heart over the years, but at the sight of you, I can't keep them from falling apart at the seams. I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I've always sent you the special birthday message that I wrote (created) for you on each birthday you celebrate (which has been communicated to me as a result of the divine bond we share). In Celine's words, you're the place I call home. I can clearly see "Home" elegantly emblazoned upon your angelic personality. My one and and only soulmate, my Bliss, my perfect (immaculate) beauty, the one I've finally dreamed into life, you've finally materialized before me (made breath and skin) in the exact form I've always envisioned. If I can make some allusions to Savage Garden's "I Knew I Loved You, my interpretation goes thus: It's one hell of a deep song that I personally believe was written for me and me alone.
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