Posts Tagged With: feel good

The Science of Affection

What do I care if we never see eye to eye again?
Obviously I care enough that I had to come find you and show you how much I need you.
What I think of you is much broader than I’ve let on, and that was my mistake.
There should be no question of who’s got your back; I will be there, as close as you need me to be.
You’re broken, let me make you feel better.
You see my affection collected in the little things that I’ve done.
Give way to the things that are bigger than we’ll ever hope to be.

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All The Right Moves (Hugs & Kisses)

I think we ought to embrace each other more. It’s an under-appreciated act of love. Political correctness has erased so much passion from our daily lives. It’s as if we’re afraid that even a well-timed and appropriate kiss or hug will somehow get us slapped with a lawsuit instead of positive reciprocation.

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Damn I Look Good

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Looking Good

Today I had a chat with Gia, a friend of mine that I hadn’t talked to in a while.
So she shows me a few pictures from her weekend with the girls and I must admit that she looked good, so good that when she accidentally zoomed in too much I said, “An elbow, oh my God that’s so hot!”

To which she replied while laughing, “Every part of me is hot!”

Who was I to argue?
Look good, feel good, right?

Shortly after that I got a confidence booster myself from a coworker that told me that I “was looking good, must have a hot date tonight.”

I replied, “I don’t have a date, I just like being a visual distraction for women.”

Quick, honest and to the point. All jokes aside, I must admit that I, like you appreciate a compliment and some positive attention. Now if you look good and you know it, take a look in the mirror at yourself and say, “Damn, I look good!” before you go workout, study, or open the door for your significant other. And at the end of the night make sure you say, “Damn I’d do me too!”.

Here’s looking at you, kid,” – Humphrey Bogart (Casablanca, 1942)

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Last Night

Last night I realized that my world didn’t revolve around you.
Sure we were out of control, but I decided to stop puffing and pass on going another round with you.
I paid for your ways after we made plans and you wasted time that can’t be spent again.
I’m not all about you when I’ve got more going on with my eyes closed.
Now you’re one of the many instead of the one.
You can’t deny that you denied me of the thing I needed the most.

No more talking behind closed doors from the opposite sides.
I ignored so many red alerts and warnings for you.
I stood my ground and took you down a few pegs for your own good.
You’re not the person I met all those years ago.
I know all about you now and nothing you say can change that.
To be honest you caused the fire in my bones and now I’m going to light the world up.
With or without you, I’m good.
Can you say the same, I don’t think so.

I kept your secrets to keep you close.
Looked the other way so I could keep looking you in the eye.
I lost myself in you, but not completely, I know that now that I’ve turned away.
Somewhere along the way I got tired of covering for you.
I was so focused on your needs that I forgot to pay attention to my own.
Always thought that you knew what you were doing.
But you had my head spinning when you put your wayward world in it.
Now worlds apart I’m heading for new avenues.

Done waiting & debating, talking myself into you.
I just wanted to be yours, not his or hers or theirs.
All of these regrets are nothing new, but the love I’m getting is.
Last night I had a good time and I did it all without you.
If I have my way, every day and night will be like last night.
Never thought that things would end up like this, but now I can’t wait to do this again.

Never in your wildest dreams could I have been the person that I got to be while I was out on the road with some good company.
My first time fears fell away as I got close to someone new.
They could hear the smile on my face as I got away from what I knew and fell into love anew.
My heart is still racing.
In the quiet afterthought of everything that we said and did, I realized that I did this for me.
This is what I was chasing after.
I’m more real than I’ve ever been.
Now that I’ve turned around and danced to this new song, I’m free.
I’m free.

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