you, with all my love
July 24, 2012 § 29 Comments
You, with all my love, all the love I freely, so insanely gave you. Pretending you were well-built enough to hold it. Craving the collapses, the misrepresentations, the manipulations, the chaos, and the knowing you would never really care. It’s what I knew. And so I find you…. another. Another to throw into my trash can of inoperative hearts. And you fit right in with the rest of them, as if you were always meant for such shameful glory. You, with all my love, all the love I freely so insanely gave you.
Coco J. Ginger Says 
Hmmm.. You’re so delightfully passionate! 😉
Though I feel for you, as you seem to have suffered your share of hurts of the heart.
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Hi Dumu!! Thank you!! 🙂 it’s just part of being a writer…you relive events in depth others happily float past… Don’t you think?
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Yeah Miss Ginger, i can do nothing but agree with you on that. Though personally I do find it very therapeutic to write, to put my passions and hurts into words, letting the tension out in a most soothing manner. That must be why I love your work so much, as you put perfectly into words the emotions that affect us most.
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Awwwe yes precisely…and thank you, that means a lot. You are a sweet kind man.
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Isn’t it odd how we give, and only count the cost when nothing is returned? MY Daddy used to say that love was like money, better for being spread around. But when we are ‘in love’ we get selfish – or is that just me *blushes* ?
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Nope, not just you 🙂 The trick is to accept the fact well before falling in love that it might not be returned. Toughest trick to learn that I’ve ever tried.
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That’s the truth of it.
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Wow. You’re like an artist of words! The way you describe shades and depths of feeling…it’s so vivid and real.
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Awwwe thanks Hollin!
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I love the idea of someone being well-built enough to hold love. It’s perfect.
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Thank you 😉
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You wild verbal seductress…. Oops. It looks like you’ve posted another one. It’s dark, down here in your dumpster of love.
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Haha nooo its not. Writing it out is what keeps me happy 😀 I write it out and it helps me understand and get passed it.
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I find that the more I read of you, the more I can see about myself and never was able to recognize. Thanks for being that “mirror” for me and for sharing yourself. I, too, find it very therapeutic to put into words the feelings I’ve held inside. It doesn’t change the situation, but it does change my outlook on it (which is all I’m truly in control of).
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Your words echo the thoughts of thousands, be sure!
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you are so wise …nothing more need said
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Seems to be in the air, eh?
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I think truly passionate love is always a little off; a little insane; very chaotic—that’s what makes it delightful!
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Exactly 🙂
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The passion and realism of this piece flows out through your words. Deeply emotional and heartfelt Ms. Gorgeous, I mean, Ms. Ginger. I can’t help but feel sorry for the pain that is carried by the words in this piece of writing, however, at the same time, the intelligent and witty way it is written causes one to smile – not at your misfortune, no, but at the writing style – very well written and evocative.
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Embrace the rollercoaster of insanity 🙂
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Yes yes yes 😉
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Hi Coco, Your passionate words brought this one to mind http://gladiuspoeticus.wordpress.com/2012/07/04/kostprijs-van-de-liefde-cost-of-love/
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Coco, if I don’t want to call you Coco anymore, how should I call you? Danielle? Elizabeth? Or Jamie?
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Now more then ever I shall call you the female black widow my evil curious writing friend 🙂
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I used your bracket sentence in a poem. Is that cool? It’s a fatalistic poem of which you might not approve.
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Intense
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good one coco!! especially with throwing the trash out. nicely said:)
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