October 13, 2005

I think I know better…

Love may be real, but not as I saw it
A soul mate’s so rare, so simply it’s bull shit.
It’s a question of need, and I need love.
But nothing is destined preset or determined.


Romance and fantasy, but a doorway to misery
Disappointment likely, I found out the hard way.
It’s all about chance and time, the state of your heart.
Time is everything, lead by emotions from finish to start.


Love is a science, but still can be wonderful
With two lives entwined, entwinned and magical
Honesty can’t come instantly, instead it is earned
That’s why pain pulses each time you get burned.


You can give yourself openly, yet they’ll never take in
Those feelings and heartbeats that throb from within.
No matter what the moment tells you, whatever you crave
You win some you lose some, fortune favours the brave.


Just don’t get hung up on the love that you feel
Just moments and needs make it all seem real
Love leaves you open to get slashed sliced and diced
But it’s the most fantastic feeling when it turns out quite nice.

1 Comments:

At 10:30 pm, Blogger B.Amelia said...

Funny thing...called love. It's exactly how you describe. Thats it's completely fulfilling when good, but when it's bad it's bad. And for some reason we are almost willing to endure it, just for those few moments when it's good. I completely agree with you

 

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