- what is love, i always seem to ask myself. to me love can either be prodigious or disastrous, a new beginning or the end of you. that's how it feels to me. one day you are fine, your life is not perfect but tolerable, you're happy and then someone comes, unintentionally says something that instantly bewitches you, perhaps something they say, something they do, an insignificant thing can take possession of your heart, you are no longer you, your life isn't yours anymore.you are vulnerable, before you were happy, you stood strong but now you feel like jelly anything can break you, anything can lift you. the feeling that someone has just ripped your heart out and can mess with it, is a horrible feeling. they get inside you, they can do anything to you. one day all is perfect and the next your world comes tumbling down. the moment they say ' i don't feel the way i used to' it's like millions of needles have been digged into your heart and noone, and i mean noone can help you up until you manage to bring yourself together again, this takes months, even years when you find the courage to be able to stand alone. but sometimes it's an amazing feeling, that must be said and no words can describe it.
jan 7 2011 ∞
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