the hunt

anything i've ever chased can only fall into one of two categories: prey or the object of my affection.  i do not seek the thrill of the hunt because what's necessary is not always enjoyable but love? well that's something different.  i could chase love to the ends of the earth, fall over into its deep blue seas, swim to the other side and catch my breath to do it all over again, but love is no battlefield.  therefore words like chase, anger, and dispute have no place there, but what do i know? i've never been known for sharing my kingdom.


the problem is that we're always looking for someone to blame.
YOU make me so angry.  YOU hurt my feelings.  YOU are not worth it.
none of these are facts, they're feelings.  the facts are things like you lied, you cheated, you stole, you did something you said you weren't going to do.  let's dissect the facts and assign responsibility before we blame someone else for emotions we haven't learned how to control.


i believe love is a powerful thing, i really do but i also think it is very humbling and i think it can be very quiet.  you don't have to hear a lion roar to know it's strength right?  even in their magnificent glory, they still purr.