Who I Am (a final glimpse before i retire to bed)

After years of having very little choice in the friends i could make (once again, I'll explain another time), I've been making a concerted effort to surround myself with amazing people. Here are just some.
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Who I Am (round three)

I've got three main girls in my life. The most important of which is my five year old, Lily. The other two are our Birmans, Kaylee and Inara, respectively.

1. A nine canvas piece, 2. The Heart Begins To Heal, 3. My 10th grade version of Van Gogh's The Starry Night.

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Who I Am (round two)

I occasionally find the time to paint, although I would by no means call myself an artist. Here are a couple of old photos of artwork I've done.

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My music, which was lost once (I'll explain another time) is ever more important to me all the time. I thought I'd post some photos of me with my current band.
The last photo is of us playing a Go-Betweens song with Robert Forster.

Thoughts On Love And Pain

If your lover has lost their passion for everything, including you, what is your responsibility to them?

Knowing full well that it may never return, do you stay?
Do you stay because you love them?
Do you stay out of some hope that their desire will return?
Do you stay because your heart cannot bear to be without them?
Do you stay because giving up that hope means giving up on them?
Do you stay, knowing that every time you see them, its going to hurt that little bit more, not seeing that passion in their eyes which was once there?

Or do you walk away?
Hoping that setting them free brings them back to you?
Protecting your heart from the pain of  the unrequited desire you would be reminded of every time you see them?
Allowing the universe to take you where you need to be without forcing a relationship and a person that has lost its spark?

How do you stop the pain when all you're reminded of when you see the one you love is what you once had, what you thought you'd always have?

And is it even possible to get it back?

Why I Love You

The way you look at me when I've done my hair or make-up differently, or when I've got a new outfit on, or when you just plain haven't seen me in a while.

The way you smell good all the time, like home.

The way you put your arm around me when i catch up with you when we're walking.

The way your button fly is never done up properly.

The effort you put in to coming to my gigs.

How money doesn't matter to you.

The way you rub my leg and check that I'm ok when we're on the Triumph.

The way you make the things you do for me seem effortless.

How you bring me yummies from work, and are always pleasantly surprised to see me when i show up there.

How you know you can always tell me anything, and often do.

How we have the same favourite icecream and you dont get mad if i eat most of it.

The way my cats adore you, and you love them back.

How you fit so easily into my groups of friends, and get along with my family.

The way your T-shirt always rides up  your tummy and you let me kiss it.

How ticklish you are.

Your hugs. Best in the world!

Your kisses. As above.

The way being with you is the easiest thing in the world.

How the idea of being without you terrifies me.

Your smile.

Your eyes.

Your incredibly sexy body.

The memories of all our significant moments, from the first time we were together til now.

I love you with all of my heart.
(Which will always hold you close.)
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