This is what it is all about. So take a moment today to analyze what you are creating, what you are changing into, and whatever that is, make it the best you can whatever possible. Be whatever you want to be, and be the best at it. But remember also to always be kind to those who are different, because with their invented reality, they will help you build yours.
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Posted by Black Widow at 8:30 PM
Monday, December 29, 2014
I hate this war, it has taken from us all that we hold dear.
It has taken it from me.
I used to enjoy warm nights next to him, warmer than what they were supposed to be, though if you ask me, they were just the right temperature.
I miss him so much. Everyday that passes, my heart aches, and my body fills up with a longing that I had never known before.
We would spend our days driving around town; from one adventure to the next. We would explore every corner of this island, discovering amazing places, truly being together. And when night fell, we would explore our bodies like hungry teenagers experiencing love for the first time. Everything with him was so intense.
And then the war came, and with it took all of our men, took him away from me. Suddenly, too sunden, there were no more adventures, no more drives and no more nights.
I burn while longing for him. My body grows hot, and several places get moist Just thinking of him makes me react. The memory of his hands on my body. His fingers running the length of my arm, the side of my breast, my waist, my thigh. His lips on me, hard and demanding while a moan escaped my throat.
When he took me, he did so completely, he ravished me and consumed me whole. I, in turn, reacted the same. It was wild, it was passionate, it was like a thousand burning suns; and it was all mine.
But the war came. Dammed war! I have to lie awake at night, wondering if he is ok, if he will ever return to me, and if, when he does, he will be the same.
This is not my war, yet I suffer the same.I am lonely, craving for a lover that no longer belongs to me. He is but the filthy whore of those who command him. He no longer gives himself to me, but to the thousand others who entrust his life to him. He no longer makes me his, now this war holds him captive, keeps him away; this wretched war has become his mistress, and me...I am left to be consumed by an eternal desire that does not seem to find any satisfaction in the comfort of my own hands.
I miss him so much it hurts, it asphyxiates me.
Those dog tags, The sound they made when he moved against me, when he pounded me and took me to the heavens. The shine in them when the moon hit and it's light reflected, it was mesmerizing. And along with them, his voice, the way he spoke, that deep, full sounding voice, that would call out my name in the middle of the night, at the peak of ecstasy and claim my soul all to himself.
How can I not miss him? How can my body be at ease? When I knew real passion in his arms, I knew real love in his company. And now I know real solitude without him.
Posted by Black Widow at 5:49 PM
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
It has been a long while since I last posted. I have been away, not really able to put into words many of the million things I have felt over the past few months.
Life sends us, on occasion, on a whirlwind of emotions, on a success of events, fortunate or otherwise. This has been my case. I have travelled many different paths through the years, this time, I find myself walking down one of the most beautiful roads I've walked, and just simply enjoying my surroundings.
My reality has shifted, turning into a bizarre world full of adventures, stories, sleepless nights, irrational yet funny arguments, invented words, endless questions, delicate decisions, heightened senses, extra responsibilities, and just wonderful moments that will no doubt turn into the most amazing memories.
My time is no longer mine, my body no longer belongs to me, my ideas and beliefs are challenged everyday, I am forced to adapt in the blink of an eye, all the while maintaining my sanity, or at least trying to. It is not a smooth road, not is it an easy ride, yet I would not change it for the world.
As I sit here, today, thinking of the many things that have passed, and all of those that are to come, I smile content with the choices I have made, because they have led me here, with this amazing life that still holds so many secrets to discover. I am, I can say, truly happy. I walk an unknown road, yet I do not walk alone. Those whom I hold dear to me walk next to me, laughing, crying, loving, living.
For this Christmas, and the many others that you may see, I wish you may find the same, and have the joy and blessing to walk with the ones that mean the most to you.
Posted by Black Widow at 6:05 AM