Seemingly Love

Seemingly love, I guess that the best way to explain an emotion that one can hardly control. It's the pause after the call, with the one you once loved. It's the point when two have parted and one has lost the ability to say "How was your day". Truth be told, though path might no longer be one. I find it difficult to think that love can be lost. Though I might say avoidance is the closest thing to burying old love. With all this said, I don't think that if one has loved trully they can ever get over the love itself, but maybe the idea of together is easy to part with. That idea of growing grey with you, but I doubt that more can be given out of love. Infact I guess I can argue that "out of love" in it's true form does not exist perhaps "Out of the Us" is more appropriate.

I miss him to bits, and although a few weeks back I was caught inbetween the bond with the new born. I'm slowly realising that the truth is what matter most is the time and connection. I love them both and I have started to think of them as two individuals loved by their father whole heartedly. I have to admit it's tough to bond with the screaming and scratching. The protective fatherly role is actually hindered by development is cause. Nonetheless, it's moment that you will not want to miss cause once their goned there is no REWIND.

I'm loving this cause of love for it seemingly is nothing but love. The ability to catch the bullet for your flesh and know that nothing matters even the deadlines. You have arrived, you have found peace by just being. Being the best that you can only be. So from a father perspective I strive forth with nothing but the hope that they will look back and acknowledge that though is some aspects I might have not succeeded, as a Father I never stopped trying to do what I ought to do for them to succeed.