Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins I will never a...

воскресенье, 04 марта 2007

00:21

DarkRomance

<3 Ko

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens

A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins

I will never ask if you don't ever tell me

I know you well enough to know you never loved me

aking back sunday

Eh, love, what is it anyways, just a feeling between many others, urge similar to a desire to eat, sleep, have sex... but it's nothing actually, is it the feeling at all, maybe it's just an arousal of every cell of your body... or flaming of thousands neurons at the same time... or maybe it's just pieces of the broken heart in front of you... and people learn yoga, they walk across this pieces, and don't feel pain, don't feel anything, they don't care about something so material as love. material? why did it became material? I wonder sometimes what's it all for? and i can't find the answer... i heard love fades away, and becomes just a piece of old coal that barely gives any heat... love is sometimes like winter - so freezing that your eyes get filled with tears and all body hurts... we break down when we love sometimes, there are just a few lucky ones who can coexist... when i say love i remember the picture i saw some time ago... and i'll post it here... love is selfish... and warm, it keeps us alive, but it also makes us dead... dead inside and outside... after sometime you just stop feeling it, just stop existing as a person, more like a wolf or a raven, who can't feel love. love disappears, life does to... i mean we live, we break bones, scatter our dreams, walk around, question people, seek for something and then we die, and we become useless? not remebered and forgotten, we live for a while in the hearts of people who cared about us, and when they dies, probably no one will remeber you with this feeling of love and passion, and you wouldn't probably care anyways... heh.... but what is love anyways, what is it?

<3 KO