Another Single Ladies' Xmas

    Going on four months relationship sober I can say that this Xmas is defiantly different. Now with all the happy holiday hoopla you can feel the pressure and maybe a little bit of loneliness. If you are like me you want someone to sit with you on the couch all cuddled up under a blanket while drinking hot coco. You imagine what it would be like to have someone for the holidays so that feeling doesn't haunt you like the ghost of Christmas past. I remember just last year, when I was in my own relationship, I didn't want my boyfriend to get me a gift and that I was just happy to have him. Instead, he showed up at my door with a little gift in hand. Just seeing him there (even thought he had given me a heads up before that he would stop by) made me the happiest person in the world. Now I sit alone in my room writing this because yes I am single, and probably will be for a while due to my quirky personality, but I am still having a very merry Christmas. So chin up and have a little more eggnog...  


Yours truly,
Riley Scout

"Last Christmas" by Wham

Oh Captain of Wedding

Oh bride and groom
Your fearful planning is done
The dress has been found
The tux has been worn
And the rings you now adorn

Oh bridesmaid and groomsmen
Your loyalt, worthwhile
To see them beam and smile
Out with the old and in with the new
All for the "I do"

Oh father of the bride
You stand tall and proud
As you walk her down
And now you stand
For the other man

Valentines Day

Okay now this year I am not a single lady for this little spectacle of a holiday, but I can at least give my take on it all. Now I may sound a little cynical, but please remember that this is the first time someone will "be my Valentine."
On February the 14th there will be many spectacles of "love" that is translated diversely over the community. Now of the couples you will have many different things like gift giving to flowers to (cough) romantic evenings...
Yes Valentines day is National Sex Day (sorry had to say it, kind of a line I've been wanting to use). So yes bring out your inner E L James.
Now for the single ladies well... they will just go see the movie.

Shhhhhhh…

            It was love, it was romance, and may I emphasize those two words in italics? Yes, in this day and age we are subjected to one anothers' love lives, how ever fiery or fictional it may be. We are the depicted personnel of ones romantic novel or we are the sad readers of the glorified visionary. We are all, tall to short, broad to twig, and worm to socialist, the objectives of the people we turn to when we need a new reality. With out those seductive literary “Gods” we would have…

            Okay, maybe a little dramatic on my part, but isn’t it true? Isn’t it fact that most of the woman population is desperately drawn to these things. These pieces of misunderstood writings. Well I know I am. Yes, guilty as charged in the court of society’s judgment. I happen to enjoy the romantic novel section. I find it very riveting. Okay, maybe not that much, but it is a decent selection of books and besides its not just the literary, it’s also the media.

            Oh no, you’re not backing out of this one. You know you do, so just admit it. You follow love stories on the news and in movies and sitcoms. You know you do, Grey’s Anatomy, The Bachelor, The Notebook, they draw you in like magnet until you can’t live with out it. Yes, romantic media is now our own “dirty little secret…”

Shhhhhhh…

Tattoo Love

Love at first sight
Love art first light
Love light a rose
So delicate and sweet

Amour à la première vue
Amour à la première lumière
Aimer comme une rose
Si délicat et doux

Love and Every that Comes with it

What is love? Why does it make us feel the way that we do? Why is it that when we are near someone that we truly love we feel both contentment and, in some cases, a burning fire of passion? Why is it that only few seem to meet our standards of love? Why does love feel sooooo good and yet when its gone it hurts like hell? Why is it that we fall in love? Why can't we fly? Why...

Wait I know what you're thinking... "Oh my God what is with this chick and her questions? Oh. My. God. Now I'm asking them." Yes, I know, I can get a little annoying... "Ha! A little annoying! That's an understatement." Okay, Okay, I get it, but please hear me out on this one. "Okay. Fine." Thank you.

What is love? Well by definition it is a strong feeling of affection and even attraction. Though some might say other wise, like it is a feeling of compassion and contentment, or it is the driving force behind the beating of our hearts, the burning passion that enlightens our soul, and the wind beneath our soaring wings as we fall gracefully into the arms of one another. Well love can be all of these, but I think that all of that was just a little bit too poetic for some so I will turn it down and put it in other, more simpler terms. Love is something that we feel when we like someone else very strongly. Sometimes love can be blind, deaf, or even immobile, but that doesn't mean that its not love. Love is something that can be mistaken for other things, but if it's true and real, *slight smile* you'll know.

Why does it make us feel the way that we do? Well we feel this way due to the chemicals in our brains, but I sure as hell I'm not going to go into that. What I do know is that we feel the way we feel because we really and truly love that person. The way that we want to stay enveloped in some one's arms or how we get butterflies when you see your "crush" walk by (I bet you just thought of that person, didn't you?). Yes, we are human and we feel these things even when we really really don't want to. So let those feelings fly.

Why is it that only few seem to meet our standards of love? This all depends on who you are and what your background story is. I can't tell you much other than once you find out what makes you "tick," I guess you can say, you won't really know the answer.

Why does love feel sooooo good and yet when its gone it hurts like hell? This is because we become attached to the person that we love. We tend to become so attached that when we are forced to detach, heck even the mere thought of it, puts us in emotional distress and turmoil. In layman's terms, we become heartbroken. We feel the emotional pain and the physical pain that sometimes comes along with it. We are humans that can't function in the world alone. We can't stand to be lonely. That is why we make friends, date, and are social. It is because we are social creatures and to be isolated is to be put in the deepest darkest regions of hell its self. No self-help book can truly tell you otherwise. Yes, you can be single and not mingle, but are you really alone, even in the lowest part of your life? No, because you have friends and family that is there for you as well. A significant other is just someone who is there for you in all emotional ways. It's okay to be single though because like they say love is a roller coaster, you just have to get on for the ride and hang on.

Why is it that we fall in love? Why can't we fly? I guess in some ways you do both in love. We "fall" for one another and we feel so high on the dopamine in our brain that is causing us to feel so happy when in love that we feel as though we are "flying." So why fall? Well love can be like a roller coaster, like I said before, and with all roller coasters there are ups and downs. Now we feel as though we are "falling" in love because when around your significant other you feel light, happy, and excited, are we not? Well all of that is like when you are going down a big hill on the thrill ride. Your stomach stinks to your feet as your heart races much faster than normal, though these feelings are more so out of fear of falling and the anticipation of that long drop. So how does fear and love relate? Well the fear of loosing your significant other can also have a roll in feeling as though you have fallen in love because that ominous fear of loosing the other person in your life can trigger the same type of feelings though this can also be because you have broken your heart before and you're scared that you will do it again.

Dear Men:

      My friend recently sent me this and it got me thinking. I thought to myself, "Yes this is true, but isn't there more to this than meets the eye. What about the heart?" And I came to this conclusion...

       The right woman will want your time, but she won't want to be greedy and take it all. She will want you to spend your quality time with others too. She will want your smile too, but she will want you to, again, to share it with the world as well. She will want you to be happy even when she isn't around. Of course she will want your honesty, I mean what girl wants a liar of a man, but she will want you to be honest with yourself as well. She will want you to see all the good in you that she sees. Yes, she will want your effort, but she will also want you to put your effort into making your dreams come true. And finally yes, she will want you to put her as a priority, but she will not want you to put her over everything else. She will understand that you have things that at times are more important than her. She will understand and will only love you more for doing the right thing. So all in all, Men, do your homework and find the right one. I'm sure you will.

My World

I live in a fantasy

Where there is no tragedy

No such thing as a travesty

I live in a world

That is light as a feather

Like spinning tops that twirl

And where there is no bad weather

Not in reality

Not in such brutality

In a world of wonder

And of no blunder

In a world of romance

All of by chance

If a heart were a driving force

I’d let it take its course

Nothing like this

Oh how I would miss

If it were gone

I’d be undone

Les Romantiques (Partly in French)

Amour à la première vue.

Love at first sight.

Amour à la première lumière.

Love at first light.

Love at first…

We all want to know

What makes our hearts beat

It’s not just simple science

It is the love and trust

That we feel for one another

We reach

And sometimes achieve

What we all long for

Happily Ever After…

True Love, Young Love

She stands there, waiting for him to arrive. She wonders if he will ever come to find her. She waits for another moment and looks around. Turning over the idea of leaving in her mind over and over. Then he's there, walking up from behind. He finally reaches her and wraps his arms around her. He leans over just enough to whisper in her ear "I love you." She recognizes his voice and the warmth radiating off his strong muscular arms. She repeats the phrase back to him as he twirls her around. They gaze into each other's eyes with such affection that it would melt even the coldest of hearts. Then, for just a mere moment, their lips meet. Chills run up their spines as their knees grow weak. Then they just stand there. Spending borrowed time, as they embrace one another. Surrounded by an overwhelming feeling of passion and joy.

Second Date!!!

Today I had the most amazing day! I went to Kings Island and afterwards to the Reds game (sadly they lost to the Dodgers). But the best thing about today was that I spent the whole day with one of the most amazing men I know, my man. I love him to death and being with him today made my week. I don't know what I would do with out him. Can't wait to see him again!

-Riley M 💖

First Date

Went on my first date yesterday! It was so amazing! I got home and curled up in bed like 'how could this be any better?' Went to see Captain America: Winter Soldier, then afterwords went to Larosa's. Like is said before... SOOOOOOOOOOOO AMAZING!!!!!

My Everything

My knight in blue jeans
Who leaves his armor at home

My Prince Charming
Who leaves his crown at home

My amazing superman
Who leaves his cape at home

My savvy thief
Who stole my heart

Though he forgets so much
My heart he will never lose

Nothing

Nothing can compare,

To an old oak tree,

It stands so tall in the breeze.

Nothing can compare,

To a leaf from that tree,

That falls with such ease.

Nothing can compare,

To a heart,

That bleeds with such passion.

Nothing can compare, 

To the love that we share.

Be There

I will be here through tick and thin.
Thunder and lightning.
Love and despair
But with you
There will be no harm or hurt.
No pain
Because when I look at you
I see joy
And peace.

Two Halves

Never too grow apart
Only together they stay
Two halves of a heart
Always at bay

J'taime

  Love is a mysterious thing. It raps us up in a little fantasy that we can call our own and when we fall for our so called 'prince charming' or 'knight in shining armer' we feel as though we are on cloud nine. Until that one faithful day that that lovely little cloud slips of from under us and reality slips back in and shows us that life is still tough. That life is one of the harshest things we will ever know. 

   Right now I know what those clouds feel like. It's nothing that can be described. It is one of those things that heaven can't touch. I feel that now and I don't want to let is go. Even though I feel this way I can't help wonder if it will ever end. Then I pray that it will never end. That the smile will never fade and that my heart will never stop skipping.  I hit reality everyday, but I always have my little fairytale to run to when I need it.

Him

He keeps me warm

When the fire goes out

He saves my day

When I can't save my self

He's my rock

In the shifting tides

My sun on a cloudy day

My knight in blue jeans

My prince charming

Dancing me through the night

The theft who stole my heart

My rainbow after the storm

My ray of hope

In a hopeless world

My one

My only

Mine

Then you realize

As the wind blew the shutters shook
The ground steady, but your legs shake with fear
The broken glass crept along the ground
Scattered by the blow they tried to fix the effect of the tragic memory
Flowers limp on the ground
Love gone with the breeze
And your heart crushed with agony
Then you realize...

You just got dumped

Cinderella

I'm Cinderella 

I befriended my Fairy Godmother 

I went to the ball

And danced with the prince

I stand in front of him now 

And wonder

Does he see me as the girl he met last night

Or does he see me only as the rags that I call my clothes and my woes that surround me