New Love Old Love

People always talk about new love. They long for it, strive for it. New love. Ya know? The kind of love the tingles, puts butterflies from your diaphram to your espohagus and out your throat. The kind of love that is fresh new exciting spontaneous romatic. The kind of love the you find on a hot summer's day or a cool autumn night. The kind of love where morning kisses are acceptable, bills are picked up, roses are sent, and sparks are flying. The kind of love is the most fun. This kind of love makes you feel great. This kind of love is new love. New love, however, only lasts while it's new. Once you're in a relationship for a period of time things start to change. The love letters scribbled in ink on little scraps of napkin diminish. The romatic candle lit bubble baths for two, the spooning and swooning and showing off of one another, the reckless hopeless and utterly wonderful new sex seems less...well... new. LEss new therefore less exciting, less dangerous, less erotic.. You start to get used to one another. You start to take each other for granted. You start to become comfortable in your own skin again. You want something like new love again. You want to feel that spark, that flare, that excitement... but it's gone. It's no longer there and you are left on yet another search for that passion and desire.. It's not until you've found that new love 10 times over, have it dimish each time, only to find yourself in this endless cycles of sexual lustful demanding hide-and-go-seek, that you realize that new love isn't the only kind of love. When you go through these phases day in and out for a long time until you realize it's repetitiveness and unstoppable outcome, that's when it changes. New love is not the only kind of love. It's exciting, fresh, spontaneous, lustful, passionate, hot, romantic and all those other things that you strive for and long for, but it's not the only kind of love. It's when you realize this that you can have the other kind of love- old love. Old love. When the sparks die down, when the flare diminshes, when the romanticism fades and the lust vanishes. When you show you care not through a gift or a night of sexual extravagance, but through compassion and loyality. Old love is when you can be so tied up with all the busy things in your life and still have time to have tea together and a game of cards. Old love is not having to swoon and spoon but to be dependable and kind. Old love is everlasting. So even if you don't feel that spark, that flare, that romatic touch... don't get discouraged. Old love contains all the things new love contains, just in spurts at the right moments- like during hard times or grievances, weddings or births, vacations or getaways, or just special moments you share together. As long as you can experience new love moments during your old love relationship, you can last until time stops, until eternity ends, and until death due you part. There are different types of love, and even though new love be more exciting and picturesque, it's dreamy, and it will stay that way- a dream. So wake up, open your eyes, smell the roses, and please realize that what we have is truely old love, and you will never find better than that.

i love you mike.

Mike

Dear you,

The days are long and the nights are even longer. I miss you, but I want to get over you. I want you around, but I want you to be you and be free. I love you more than anything and the hardest thing I've ever had to do was let you go. It was all for you. I could lie with you forever and never get sick of it.. Maybe one day in the future we'll have a chance again.. For now you need to be free so you can do wonderful things for yourself. I want to be strong. I want to be positive. But I want you here right now so I can cry and cry and cry in your arms. Even if we're just friends, that's all I need right now. A loving friend, a caring soul. Someone who cares if i spend the nights alone. I know you still care, but I need you here. I am not used to being alone, I prefer not to be. I know I can be if I really try, but why be alone when there are so many lonely people in the world? I love you and always will. I hope one day you'll come back to me, when you are ready. I can't promise I'll wait, but just expressing that to myself is going to help me get through tonight. Every song I hear, drama on ntv, passing moment, makes me wish you were here. I try to think positive. You're still in my life. You're still my friend, you're not dead and that I should be grateful for.. But i just miss us. I miss us already and it's been just over 24 measley hours. I guuess the first hours are the longest.

Bye Baby,
Linda