being_deeply_loved Mahayana by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage. --- Lao-Tzu 020526 ... unhinged by someone that's not obligated to that would be nice; but i think i may be incapable of feeling it at this point 041207 ... dafremen See also: a_pain_i_do_not_know 041207 ... Staind_And_Souless By someone who will be around in a year's time. Not much to ask for. So hard. Being deeply loved is one of the hardest things to do. It's hard ot be loved. It's hard to let yourself be loved. 041207 ... pete loving deeply 041207 ... Syrope it makes things so much more important. usually i'd be fine with this sudden dip in confidence, but being needy could do more than just annoy me. if i ran you off i don't know what i'd do. besides chase you. 041208 ... unhinged i've never had a 'good' relationship, good meaning healthy, happy, and functional. but the reason why me and him were the best of all is because it was beyond superficiality. i knew he needed and loved me and when he said 'i_love_you' i knew it was from a deep corner of his heart. which is why i could never be myself with him; didn't want to be a nuisance, bother, waste of time, nag. so i never told him and it slowly tore us apart. other than that needy love, i don't think there was much holding us together anyways. but, i think it helped both of us for a time, so for a time we were good for each other. and that feeling is what i miss about him; the way he loved me even if he had a fucked up way of showing it most of the time. 041209 ... monee is this truly possible? 041209 ... unhinged yes; totally possible when someone looks at you in such a way that you know you are the only thing keeping them alive, that is some deep love indeed. i cannot forget the day he looked at me that way. i was left speechless. i grabbed his hand and squeezed staring into his eyes and that was all i could say. 050129 ... once again I want someone to love me like that. I want that kind of love... I want to matter that much. And it could be that it is wrong to ask that of another. And I would not, but, oh, to know the joy that must be contained in being loved that way, and that much... perfection could not match it. 050129 what's it to you? who go blather from