Good morning everyone! I wanted to apologize for not writing a whole lot, this month has been very hectic due to work, studying for my Master’s, and working on the release of this new poetry book.
Today my brand new poetry book, Hearts of Glass, has been released by my amazing publisher, Middle Island Press. I have been working with the publishing press for the past couple of years, and they are truly amazing. They have given me the opportunity to release my poems out to all of you, and it had always been a dream of mine. I truly cannot thank then enough for letting me see my dream become a reality.
Hearts of Glass is poetry book that dives into the reality of the affairs of the heat. Showcasing just how fragile our hearts are, showcasing when we fall in love, out of love, and endure the most hurtful heartbreaks. And everyone can relate to many of the poems.
You can get your copy of my new poetry book on Amazon, and soon it will be available in select stores around the world.
I am here,
Waiting for you to come back,
Come back from the hallow halls,
Dressed in your three piece suit,
That you left in.
You left me at the altar,
Dressed in white lace,
With tears streaming down my face
As I waited for you.
Guess I’ll have to wait for you,
But not tonight,
While I’m dressed in white lace,
Certainly not with makeup smeared across,
Leaving the crowd with stunned faces.
I would be browsing the bookstore or library, searching for a new book to read. As I walked down each aisle, looking high and low, I wouldn’t notice anyone around me, for my eyes would be fixated on the thousands of books on the shelves before me. Then out of nowhere, a tall rugged gentleman would come up to me and hand me a book, a romance historical book to be exact. A conversation would take place, and suddenly we would be walking around the place, talking about books, authors, and art. Then it would be time for both of us to part, but before we did, we exchanged numbers and he kissed my hand. A courtship would occur, and we would both be so ardently in love with each other.
This is the romantic dream that I always had when I was growing up. I would daydream about it in class, or as I was in the corner of the library while I read. Hopeless romantic, is the ultimate word to describe who I am. It sums me up perfectly in every aspect of my life. I look at art and I see passion and see horror, it’s part of the romance inside of me. When I write, I write about love and about people’s quirks and flaws a person falls in love with. When I write, I write in a gothic-romantic setting, it’s just how I view the world around us.
Sadly though, being a hopeless romantic has made it hard for me to find my “Mr. Darcy” or “Colonel Brandon”.
You see, we live in a time where everyone is hitting on each other at bars or resort to online dating (not judging, it is meant for some but not others), and for myself, I cannot go through with it. I’ve tried, but failed because of numerous reasons. And with that, I’ve given up.
If you are a hopeless romantic, don’t give up just because I did. I’m sure there are nice guys who you like, you just need to weed them out and find your true love.
Everyone is different, this is true. I’m completely different from my sister’s and my brother’s, and different from my co-workers when it comes to the matters of the heart. Most people think about their wedding day. They think about every detail, down to the lingerie that they will wear. Whereas, I do not. What lies in my heart, is what I want.
I don’t want some expensive engagement ring, it’s not important to me. I don’t want to spend thousands of dollars just to marry the person of my dreams. The design of my future wedding dress does not plague my mind. The supposed perfect six pack is not on my list of important things to look for in a partner. A dozen of expensive roses turns me off, as does jewelry, I do not want that.
However, what does feel my heart is finding the person I’m supposed to spend the rest of my life with, and waking up next to them every morning. Able to read books with them, and have intellectual conversations. Have full on warfare with squirt guns throughout the house. Experiencing life and travel. If a wedding occurs, no need to have expensive rings; simple ones with meaning are better and hand fasting will take place. Spirituality and openness is in my heart. A few picked wild flowers are more intimate and thoughtful, and I appreciate those more than expensive roses. A home cooked meal or picnic after a hike is more romantic than a five star restaurant. Humor, compassionate, hearty appetite, family man, intellect, spiritual is more important than a six pack. Will not lie; tall, accent, strong (like a blacksmith or a highlander athlete) is a plus, but six packs are a no-no. Personality, intellect, and humour are more important than superficial looks.
The matters of my heart, are bound to be different from yours, and that’s perfectly fine. Never feel guilty that you are different from others, that will tear you up. Stay true to you.
Love. Such a beautiful feeling, such a disastrous feeling. To love is to feel alive. To love is a major part of anyone’s life. It is hard to say what makes a person fall deeply in love with another human being. It is definitely hard to describe it to another soul, for everyone feels it differently.
For one person, it could feel as though a train ran them over. For another, it could feel as though they are floating high in outer space. Each person who experiences love is going to experience differently, as well they should. Love is a precious gift. A gift that leads us to find that happy ending that all dream of.
As a hopeless romantic, I love so ardently. I love boldly. For me, I wear my emotions and my heart on my sleeve. Yes, it makes me more susceptible to vulnerability, but being vulnerable is a good thing. It can open you up to a new type of love that you’ve never known. It can lead you to finding that one true love that you’ve been searching for since you were a child.
Love is not something that should be taken lightly. If you have found someone that you truly love, someone that you would have a terrible life without, then keep them around (if you are in a abusive relationship, then leave, that’s not love, that’s fear). Everyone deserves to love someone and to be loved.
Love. Love is such a beautiful thing. And when one finds true undeniable love, it will send you through a whirlwind of emotions. You have a hard time keeping your feet on the ground while your head is high up in the clouds.
In order to find the type of love that a person craves, one will have to have the imperfect perfect one for them. The one that is equal to them on every level from mental to physical to personality to sexual. This person is their true love, twin flame, best friend. Someone who you can see spending the rest of your life with. The one that stirs the intellectual mind, sexual awakening, heart. The one you want to wake up next to for the rest of your life.
Everyone wants this, but sadly not everyone gets to have this moment. Not everyone is lucky to find the perfectly imperfect one for them. Some are single till the day they die. But if you have the one that makes life more fun, the one that makes you smile, that completes you and you complete them; then hold onto them. Do not let them go. True love is hard to find and when you find it, you never want to screw it up by sleeping around, abusing each other or any other possible way.
What happened to the old fashioned romance? The type of romance that leaves you speechless and sweeps you off your feet. The type of romance that captures you from the beginning and you never want it to end. That type of romance. That’s the type of romance that I crave. I want to meet my future spouse in a unusual, unexpected way. Maybe while I’m traveling or at a bookstore or museum. Yes, I’m am a hopeless romantic. And that’s what I wish for, but I know that ultimately it won’t happen that way. But I still want that old fashioned romance, the type you read in Jane Austen books or even in Jane Eyre.
Sadly though, the real romance is covered by these books and movies that show being abusive and using cliches to obtain ones heart. Which I find completely insulting. Just tonight, when I was walking to go check my mail, a group of boys in a truck pulled up and used a stupid pick up line that went along the lines of “have you seen my turtle, he needs to take his meds?” Then proceed with, “is there a hot girl who lives here? Is she hotter than you? I highly doubt it, it’s impossible for someone to be hotter than you.” Hearing those outrageous pick up lines, I was annoyed, but admittedly a little impressed. They sure did revamp the old cliche pick up lines, but ultimately, I was extremely annoyed and irritated with these boys. I call them boys, due to the fact that they had to resort to pick up lines. In my eyes, you are not a man if you have to use pick up lines. In my eyes, you are not a man if you have to have your friends around you to even make a move on a woman. Plus these boys seemed to be in their early to mid twenties, and they were making themselves look like a bunch of fools. To be a man, in my eyes, there are things that you should and shouldn’t be doing. And using stupid cliche pick up lines is a massive don’t in my book.
I hope that I am not the only one that wants the old fashioned romance. And I hope that you don’t use ridiculous pick up lines.