ravi (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} spindiket) wrote, |
a few nights ago, i pondered the possibility of emptying into someone. i lighted on a few conclusions :
1. i do not empty. mostly, i dilute the energies in my head with peace, or exhaustion.
2. anything that leaks out is destined for the ether. all energy that seems to pass into someone else is, in fact, their own energy spurred by the release of mine.
3. when you hold someone tight and make them shudder with your own shudders, and they don't recoil - rather, they reverberate - that is love.
also : if i could empty anything into you, my princess, it would not be my sadness. it would be life and energy and verve and explorative destiny.
i think the way to say this is : i am exhausted by the people i love. i am replenished by the people who love me.
1. i do not empty. mostly, i dilute the energies in my head with peace, or exhaustion.
2. anything that leaks out is destined for the ether. all energy that seems to pass into someone else is, in fact, their own energy spurred by the release of mine.
3. when you hold someone tight and make them shudder with your own shudders, and they don't recoil - rather, they reverberate - that is love.
also : if i could empty anything into you, my princess, it would not be my sadness. it would be life and energy and verve and explorative destiny.
i think the way to say this is : i am exhausted by the people i love. i am replenished by the people who love me.
