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On the Warpath to Love

 On The Warpath to Love

I have never fasted before.

I am considering it for the journey is long.

I have thought that the journey will be the easiest part.

The preparations are the struggle.

Being without what I need has become just the everyday.

I haven’t really been loved in a few years.

Not as much as not loved but in love.

Saying and feeling how I feel are two different things.

I could have given up when others have given up on me.

I feel sad but not discouraged.

Even though you have gone away you are close to my heart.

When I see you, you will be the one who will be the most surprised.

I already feel my heart growing fonder and bigger.

Pumping more blood and feeling stronger for you.

It’s been a few days and I’m already inspired to write for you.

We said, “We have love for each other”.

It is true.

I will break free of any fears to bring you back.

It is true.

There are no truer words than “I love you”.

I march a twenty-eight day trek to bring you back.

I will survive the warpath.

I wrote this in 2015 after a few years of trying to date and self learning about myself. I want to be in love. I believe that there is love for everyone who wants to be loved. We need our love languages spoken and received as well.
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