Things on Wardrobe Doors

LUST

(I think I love you. Who are you anyway?)

Here it is, the big "Wow," the big "Gee," the big "Yesyesyes" you've been waiting for. This is where you find something or someone and believe they are better, greater, cuter, wiser and more wonderful than anything you have ever known.
Lust isn't a sin, it's a necessity, for with lust as our guide we imagine our bodies moving the way our bodies were meant to move: We can do marathons with our feet, lift pounds with our arms, have stars in our eyes and do a nifty tango. And you think:
I have no need of food, I have no need of sleep, I have no needs other than occasionally chewing a breath mint. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me, probably because you haven't happened to me yet.

FEAR

(Also known as :Uh-oh)

This is where the doubt begins, where the mind comes back home from shopping, yells at the heart, binds and gags it to a nice lounge chair and allows guilt, failure, and remembrances of things past to sit in for a nice game of bridge. This is where you fear what you need most. If it's a person you love then you fear appearing foolish in front of them. if it's a sport, you fear being foolish in front of many, many people at the same time. And you begin to think:
Oh no. What if I am wrong? What if this stinks? What if my heart has blinders on, it's had blinders on before, in fact it had dark heavy patches taped all over it. I mean, I love myself, there are just parts between the top of my head and the bottom of my feet that could use some improvement. I am not demeaning myself, I have relatives who do that.

THE TRUTH

(Love is hard work. And, sometimes, hard work can really hurt.)

Love is a game. If they didn't tell you before, we will tell you now. Love is a game and if you play you either win, lose, or get ejected before the game is over.
There are no ties.
Maybe you'll lose and learn some great meaningful answer from it all (Like if it looks too good to be true, it is). It;s easy to love someone when you don't have to work at it. it's harder when it asks something of you, you just might be afraid to give.
Give it anyway.
The heart is the most resilient muscle. It is also the stupidest. So if this love you've found is good to you, hold it, keep it, shout about it. If it isn't, then maybe you should just become very good friends.


I had this written on my wardrobe doors from the time I was 16. And I am still learning from it.