She loved too many things, that was her problem, and they didn’t always love her back. Some times they would run away, like the field mouse she kept in her pocket for two whole weeks. Others would slip softly in to the realms of forget-me-so, where ballet shoes and half empty diaries collected dust bunnies and sighs.
What they did not know is that she was seeking true love, the sort you only know when you find. She had to try everything, explore Wonderland until she found the silver slippers that would take her home. All the same, it hurt everytime she let one go.
July 27, 2009
35 responses to Lost Loves
Indeed, you only know it when you find it… feeling romantic today?
I’m not referring to romantic love :)
That’s beautiful, I might have to write that down and add it to my favourite texts. Just beautiful, really.
This is how I often feel about your entries, so thank you.
Ahhh, this is why I take up and try so many new things, and also why I feel so bad giving up them. ^^;
That is exactly the feeling I was trying to express <3
Oh, your ballet shoes! Is ballet one of your lost loves?
No, not quite, this is me and it isn’t me. I never had a field mouse either.
Aww, I love this post. Very poignant.
And I love the picture of the air dried laundry… when I was little I used to run in between the laundry at my Grandparents house in the summertime.
Also, you have inspired me to start my own blog, so thank you very much ^.^
I love air dried laundry, it smells of sunshine.
Your new blog is charming, I just had a little look <3
=^–^= kire . . .
i feel this way most days…
me too.
I loved too many things and they didn’t always love me back, too. Beautiful photo. This text is one of my favorites.
This is so beautiful. I love this blog.
Oh how I can relate to that passage. It really is a curse, being over zealous about everything.
Beautifully written and I absolutely love the picture!
Lovely post!
I just stumbled across your blog, and it’s very beautiful. :)
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Thank you, I’ve just left a little comment on yours <3
Thanks dear!
And thanks for looking at my Flickr as well.
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Thank you for posting this, it’s beautiful and I’ve been feeling just like this lately, giving up on so many things I swore I loved when I started them. And the picture is pretty as always. :D
I have been this way as long as I can remember, it’s endlessly frustrating.
Very very beautiful, and I must say that I do relate to it as well. <3
I almost died when I saw the title of this entry. Boy am I glad you weren’t talking about yourself, rather things and people in general! D:
I don’t know where else to tell you about this. Please tell me if I shouldn’t have given you this link here.
I recently found a very brief, poignant story that I’ve been dying to share: http://www.online-literature.com/anonymous/scottish-folk-lore-legends/20/
Thank you, Scottish folk lore is amoung my favourite. I will read this.
I love this post, and I’m always doing exactly the same thing myself!
Although I do love finding old things I thought I’d forgotten about, it’s like rediscovering them all over again!
Beautiful, as always. I too often pursue things with such passion, only for it to wither and fade as days pass. I also wanted to comment on your pictures, they always have this beautiful dreamy glow to them. Is there a certain camera or trick to such results?
I have a Nikon d90 and these were taken with my 18-200mm lens. I process lightly in Photoshop 7. I hope that helps.
Ah, indeed it hurts alot. But only through this will you find a true love which makes you completely happy :)
I have only this evening found your blog which I must say is extremely inspiring. I found it through your other blog ‘The Princess Portal’ which I think is beautiful too.
I look forward to reading your future posts :)
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x Roxy
Hi,
I found you through someone who had credited you on livejournal. Just surfing around and wanted to have a peek. Now, I have to say this is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever read.
Very poetic and beautiful. I love the photo, also. It’s very peaceful and airy.
perhaps we’re meant to have many loves … even if just for a moment … to fill the time.
but it does hurt to say goodbye.
“She loved too many things, that was her problem, and they didn’t always love her back”
This sentence captures and describes me so well.
Oh! Your blog speaks to my heart.
You are stunning, stunning, stunning.