Tag: polyamory

Jealousy

Jealousy is such an ugly feeling. It will make the sweetest of women turn vicious in a second… but it’s a valid feeling. Seeing the one you love, be in love with someone else can be tough to deal with.. but we do what we have to and we move on.

What gets my blood boiling is when someone acts out in jealousy… and pulls that “poor me” act.. it pisses me off to. No fucking end. I can’t stand when people decide to try and intimidate, guilt, or whatever else out of jealousy.

It’s just one of those things that gets my anger goin. Ya know?

But you smile, play nice and smoke about it.

You vibe to the music, remember the ones you love, you breathe in the good vibes… and exhale the bullshit.

And you put on your big girl panties and move the fuck on.

End of rant.

Xoxo neuro

Nights Like These

Nights like these are hard to come by. The nights you just exist with the love of your life smoking, Vibing to music, and just living life.

Not just existing

But actually LIVING

it’s fucking crazy.

But god I love nights like these with you.

Xoxo, neuro.

The Perfect Day

This morning we got up.. you made breakfast… the best bacon… and Cinnamon Toast Crunch cinnamon rolls…

I kissed you in the kitchen.. and I fell even more in love with you.

I can’t wait for weekends like this with you. Waking up next to you.. cuddling in bed… coffee in the mornin. Music playing. Us dancing in the kitchen the dogs and kids and c. playing in the living room

I want this to be our forever… cuddles and morning coffee, dancing in the kitchen.. packing up the car and taking family trips to the beach. On a sunny Saturday morning.

Then biscuits and gravy for breakfast come Sunday.. I want every moment with you.

Thank you for all the love you’ve given me. Everything you do for me. I love you so incredibly much.

Xoxo, neuro

HER

She is a body…

She is a soul….

One whom I’ve known for many life times.

She is beauty..

She is strength.

She is absolute perfection in my eyes.

With eyes that glisten in the sunlight, changing shades depending on the life around her… from hazel to bright blue… and my favorite shade of green..

The look she gets when she catches you staring at her…

She is absolute perfection in my eyes.

Her soul is as beautiful as the windows into them..

she is kind.. but she is cautious.

She has known pain… and hurt…

She was been broken and beaten…

Yet she has prevailed.

She is beautiful…

She is bold…

She is the most gorgeous soul mine has ever had the joy of meeting.

I could recognize her through lifetimes..

Know her from just one look…

Time and time again…

In this life and in next…

She is her.

The one I love..

The one whose soul belongs with mine.

The one I will meet in every life.

The one I will cherish the most.

She…. Is my heart… my soul… my other half.. my missing piece…

SHE is YOU

YOU are HER.

Xoxo, Neuro

Mom

I miss you more than words can imagine… I wish you could see the person I am today.. two and a half years after you died.

I wish you could meet someone who’s very important to me. I met the most amazing woman back in January… and she has become the best thing in my world.

I just know you’d love her. For everything she is, for all of her. She is perfection. And she is my other half.

I wish you could be here to see how happy I am and how happy she makes me.

I wish you could see everything I have accomplished and everything I am.

I miss your laugh and the way your tell me “that’s not right” when I’d say something sassy.

I miss the way you’d hold me right whenever something was wrong and you’d make sure I was okay. You’re my best friend. My favorite person. And love you endlessly.

I wish you were here.

I know it’s selfish but I wish I had you back.

I hate that you left me.

No matter how old you get you always need your mom.

I love you.

Xoxo neuro

SHE IS LOVE.

The look in her eyes when she answers the phone and sees that it’s me.

The way her smile brightens when i make a goofy face.

She is love.

The way she laughs at the dump things I say.

The way she blushes when I call her out on her shit.

…when i tell her “i love you” and he smile grabs ahold of her eyes, making her eyes shine a deep green, with under-hues of blue.

She is love.

The way her light exudes from her soul… She is a master at captivating me.

Her inner beauty shines brighter than any other soul could.

She is beautiful on the outside, even though she doesn’t know it.

She is patient.

She is kind.

She is passionate.

She is strong.

SHE is LOVE.

Xoxo, Neuro