When there’s love there’s life. I don’t know what I’d do when you're not here and I know I’d do to feel alone and without anyone to care for. Their is times where you don’t know who you love or how it’ll come to you. Many times we thing that only because they care about us is all we need but in reality it’s more then that. What we need besides caring and loving is a lot of love and being comprehensive at all times. The best way to know to love is to know what you got with your best shot of love. How it would work how it came to be and how it would be. There’s no right from wrong but there is the caring and loving and the staying together and building a family but then we forget what we become whether it’s a loving person or being careless. What can we do or say if we believe in ourselves and we don’t believe in others? But we should believe in you and that is why I love you . Can we love only on lust or can we also love enough to care for each other. Family is important and that’s what matters but also it matters when everyone shows one another how a loving family should be. Can be so careless? I believe so but they can also be caring and that’s what everyone needs. Will they do it though? Maybe not, but I’m sure they will grow into doing so. As many times we decide to be with someone we don’t realize that we need to be without them and have time for us so we can learn to love them more then we did before. How can we discuss what we care about? Well there’s always that question we’re we loved by the ones that loved us first? Well maybe but has it always been that way maybe we didn’t get loved enough. Maybe we have to decide what will happen in our lives once we get to live it and when we do we decide what we will live for and who will we live for. As hard as it seems we always turn to family no matter what. We have issues for the love we have we turn to one another. How can our kids know about love if sometimes we are hard on them. Yet do they know we love them? They might or not but what we do is the best for them. We care for them as they would care for themselves and honestly we wouldn't know what to do without them. Could we have suffered when we were children? We might have but not only did they give us tough love they made us understand what true love is by not only showing it to us, but to be caring and loving. How will you ever describe love? Well if you tell me, I think we should not only show but also tell them we love them. As many times as we say we will not turn out to be like our parents where they made it seem so easy on us of how love is we know we won’t turn out to be like them. We think love is a fairy tale but in reality it’s a lot harder than it seems. Many times we don’t realize what we have been through whether it’s heartache. But then we think about it and we know we will fall in love again and again then it’s then it comes and we become so sure of how it will turn out to be and it becomes something else.
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Ezra Colton
I am a freelance writer, working mom, and great with creative writing.
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What’s love if you can’t love yourself first? The way we get comfort is knowing what we want first. We only know ourselves more than anyone knows us. We know our strengths and weaknesses of what we actually want in life. My inspiration is myself on how I achieve things and how I can become a better person. Loving yourself is your own blanket on how others will treat you and how they’ll love you. Accept yourself so others can accept you. Doesn’t matter what size or how you’ll look it’s you who needs to assure yourself of how you accept yourself. The most important thing is not to depend on anyone to treat you in some type of way so you can feel important, you are important no matter what. My mother always gave me comfort and told me to be tough on myself. The only way I feel successful is when I always succeed in my needs and not in what others want. A mothers comfort is all we need in life nothing else.
By Ezra Colton 2 years ago in Poets
Red Shelves
Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
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