Posted in Poetry

Love

What’s so great about it?
Why does everyone want it?
Do I need it?

It is such an easy word
To throw around
Why do we give it so much meaning and yet so little?

We say “I love it!”
Do we really?

What is love?
How do you love?
How do we use love?

So easy to say.
Too easy to say.
So much meaning and yet so little.

Do I need love?
Do you need love?

Maybe not.
But do you crave it and want it?
Simple, yes.

That’s why I hate it and the word.
It’s too easy to use or misuse.
Too easy to say.

And love itself is such a touchy subject.
Can you say it?
“I love it” or “I love you”

It should be heavy
When you say it

It should hold meaning
But does it?

A poem based off a weekend challenge that I missed the deadline to.  So here I am posting it here, because I haven’t posted poetry in awhile.

Until we meet again…

~ hiddengirl75

Posted in Talking Story

Dependent

I think I have become too dependent on other people, especially my friends. I wasn’t always like this but now I have become, unwilling to sit or stand around by myself. It has become uncomfortable to be sitting without friends or in silence by myself. I hate walking to the lunch line by myself or sitting on an empty table.

I feel the need to seperate from my group and find peace by myself once more but I don’t know how to go about doing so. How can I find somewhere else to sit in the morning or during lunch while everyone else is surrounded by their own friends. 

I think that I struggle now to just be by myself. I used to be fine sitting in silence but now I find the need to be part of conversations or to have my thoughts heard. Have I become dependent on the people around me or have I simply become more social? 

What happens when I don’t have friends to lean on as a social safety net. Will I fade back into the stablity of being by myself?  What happens when I no longer have friends to sit with, people to easily pick up a conversation with or to simply ask if they are getting lunch? Will I lose the need to ask people questions or have to speak to someone to fill the silence?

I used to think that I was a fairly quiet minded person and that I didn’t speak that much but now looking back, I am only like that before you get to know me. Once I open up and start talking I feel that I almost never shut up.

So, do I actually rely on my friends as a social safety net? Are my friends the only reason why I am who I am. Am I too dependent on the fact that they are always there to talk to even if I don’t trust all of them enough to talk to them to the extent that I sometimes feel like talking. Or would I be able to function by myself if left alone? Have I become “social?”

What does it even mean to be social? Talking, knowing people, being on social media, having friends? What is the word social defined as?

Contemplating life…..

~hiddengirl75