Hold me close
My arms around you
Your hands in my hair
The room may tilt
But let’s stay here
Eyes lead to touching
Touching leads to dance
Moonlight shimmers
For a night of romance
Lauren Scott © 2015
Tag: Relationships
You are Worthy and Worth It!
How often do we criticize ourselves after looking in the mirror?
How often do we respond to a complement with a simple “thank you”
instead of an apologetic excuse?
How often do we feel unworthy of being loved or of being liked?
Relationships constantly change; some grow into deeper, meaningful commitments, and others fade. Sometimes compatibility shifts, maybe commonalities become less harmonious, or people grow in different directions.
When we land in situations that create heartache and leave us feeling lonely, we need to keep our emotions intact and not be so hasty to point the finger at the person in the mirror. Negative thoughts have a large impact on the perception of living. If we allow ourselves to fall into darkness for too long, it could be dangerous. Unfortunately, my family endured a tragic loss five years ago and there were no outward signs. More often than not, those dangerous thoughts are kept safely inside of our minds. Reaching out for help is not a sign of weakness but rather a sign of courage.
Below is a poem written by my friend, Jessie Jeanine at http://jessiejeanine.com/. She is a woman of Faith, Love, and Forgiveness. Even after all she has endured, she moves forward with self confidence and perseverance, setting an example for anyone who is struggling with low self esteem. I encourage you to visit her blog for more inspiration and enlightenment.
Scars are Beautiful
Do not tell me I am beautiful
If my scars you have not seen…
The scars on my arms and legs
From being stabbed and cut with blades,
The scars on my back from being whipped,
Or the scars across my stomach from being sick
Do not tell me I am beautiful
Not until you see
Both the darkness and the light
Consuming my mind, in a fight to be free
Do not tell me I am beautiful
Until you have seen me cry
When I break down and show you
Everything, I keep buried deep inside
Do not tell me I am beautiful
Until you know what plagues me
Night terrors and horrors
Please hold me… arms of safety
Do not tell me I am beautiful
If my fears you have not heard;
If my soul you do not understand
Because of pain I have endured
Do not tell me I am beautiful
Until you have cared for me ill
From diseases I was born with
As I fight to stay well
Do not tell me I am beautiful
If my scars you have not seen…
The ones burned deep into my flesh
And my very being
However,
If after you see all of my scars, learn of my fears
And listen to even a portion of what I have survived…
If after all of that, you still accept me and think I am beautiful
If you can kiss my scars without pity
And not be ashamed of me –
If you can see how all of them make me
The perfect woman, survivor and being
Then maybe… just maybe, I will believe you.
I will believe you when you tell me that,
“I am beautiful…”
I am a beautiful woman and human being.
Some people experience hurt to an extreme degree, while other’s experiences are milder. Regardless, please remember that You are Worthy and You are Worth It
no matter your age; a pessimistic mindset does not discriminate. We all feel pain, but it’s up to us individually to work through it so we can live, laugh, love others, but most importantly, love ourselves again.
“One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.”
~ Sophocles
Before you leave, please say this to yourself, “I am Worthy and I am Worth It!”
I wish you a Wonderful, Blessed Wednesday and I thank you for reading. ♥
Lauren Scott © 2015
Photo: Google Images
The End and the Beginning
How can we part this way
after all the things you said?
Your words were gold and shiny,
now our love is but a thread
of loneliness and heartache
and all sad words we know,
I gave everything of me
to you; my love was bestowed
Isn’t it mysterious how relationships end when we believe all is wonderful? Whether they’re made of romance or friendship, the outcome is the same. Our emotions are activated in heart-tugging manners, questions form, and our minds are baffled. We tried our best to contribute fairly in all that is required to keep a relationship stable. We felt comfortable enough to remove the mask and be ourselves without fear of judgment.
Many factors contribute to broken relationships as J.K. Rowling points out: “Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.” We need to show up, we have to participate, and we must communicate. So what happens then when two people part? Where do they go emotionally? Is it just as hard when two friends separate than when two lovers do? More is invested into a romantic relationship because of the physical connection; however, in both cases, there is loss, which is difficult regardless of the details.
One can wade in self pity, spend many moments crying, wondering what went wrong, and all of this is fine. Yet, how much time should be spent on over analyzing? Each break up is different because of its content, but as long as we don’t strive to swim a marathon in those tears, a little bit of emotional cleansing is healthy. Then it’s time to move forward; Steve Maraboli says it well: “Cry. Forgive. Learn. Move on. Let your tears water the seeds of your future happiness.”
When these events arrive in our lives, they are another step in the growing up phase, and age bears no relevance. Let us be aware, give in to the hurt, and then carry on into a new beginning.
Lately, I’ve been thinking about past relationships, after reuniting with a girlfriend from many years ago. It was interesting to write on this topic and if any of you are experiencing a break-up, romantic or friendship, I hope my words are inspirational for your future. I also wish you much happiness, with few tears and heartaches, and I’m always grateful for your visits! Sending virtual hugs and love! Lauren ♥
Lauren Scott © 2015
Charmed
His complements cause me to stumble
and fall over his sweet whispers, too
My heart should surrender its powers
Oh what a feeling of déjà vu
Though I’d be discontent
if this mood shall vanish
It’s quite delightful to the mind
And leaves my head in such a cloud
Full of dreams; you know the kind
Lauren Scott © 2015
Wishing you all a fabulous Friday and weekend ahead
and I hope you enjoyed this touch of romance.
Sending love and hugs, L ♥
Friends
Those were the days of laughter beneath the sun
Conversations that always seemed undone
Continuations when timing was right
Long deep confessions into the night
Those were the days of enduring inseparability
The future was ours with a wealth of possibility
Of stories told and falling tears and necessary trust
Now in our hands lie only remnants of dust
Lauren Scott © 2015
Judgment
I lost my head in the clouds
idling somewhere unknown
My heart almost fell too
but I caught it just in time
Reflexes have improved
but there’s no other option
If sanity serves to stand a chance
they certainly can’t worsen
I wonder about my mind
why I had no control
and how it felt detached
acting on its own
It’s crazy how it perceives
only what it chooses
but sometimes that can be
the cause of me losing
I dare to say my world is fine
and the big sky is still clear
No stormy weather predicted
and my vision no longer obscure
Lauren Scott © 2015
(Currently fiction but can you relate?)
Love Connection ~ Five Photos/Five Stories 1
I would like to thank Jean at https://socialbridge.wordpress.com/ for tagging me in this challenge.
Have you ever wondered how you’d meet your soul mate? In sixth grade I actually believed that I’d be a wife and a mom with two children at the age of twenty-four. I had it all planned out. However, I didn’t meet my husband until I was twenty-six and my second child wasn’t born until I was thirty-four so clearly my plan was overdue!
We met while working for the same company. During that time I decided to move and I needed to sell my refrigerator. I placed an ad in the break room and later that night he called me to buy it. I suggested he look at it first so he came over to my apartment the next night, checked it out and bought it! The plan was for him to pick it up the following Saturday.
On Saturday he drove to my place using a friend’s truck, loaded the frig and we chatted for a bit before he left. Through our conversation I discovered the apartment complex I was moving to was only ten minutes away from where he lived. It was almost too perfect…
After the frig was all bought and sold, the next weekend he called me while visiting his family for Thanksgiving and as a nice gesture he sent me flowers. Upon his return home he asked me out and I didn’t have to think about it! I felt something I had never felt before, obviously something was happening! The rest is history! We dated for six months, he popped the question and we were married six months later.
I don’t have a photo of that magical frig and we later sold it but after almost twenty-seven years of marriage, that appliance brought us together. Funny how things happen. This is one example of how accidental meetings sometimes work out better than looking for love “in all the wrong places.” And that, my friends, is a brief summary of how a simple appliance can become a “love connection!” 🙂
(Photo: Google images)
Here are the rules for the “Five Photos Five Stories” challenge: “Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
My first nomination for the challenge is Irene over at http://positiveboomer.net/.
Baydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author & Poet 