Monday, April 28, 2008

i think i was around nineteen or twenty...

...and i remember what it was like to not know how it felt to be in love, and wanting to feel that feeling so badly. All I knew was what I saw between two people in soaps and in movies and it seemed wonderful. "How awesome to have someone standing beside you and holding you and kissing you all the time," I'd thought." But had I known how easy I had it, and how miserable being in love could make you, I would have never wished it on myself.

5 comments:

lex said...

love is...

love is the ultimate high...and the ultimate low.

and the ish you go through with love is real. very real.

...i wanna say more, but i don't want sound to trite

just...stay strong

etoilee8 said...

Love fully, freely, selflessly. Sometimes we regret briefly, but we remember the joy we felt for a lifetime. I am still waiting for that one crazy love story to unfold before my very eyes. Meanwhile, I've hit a ton of bumps in the road on the way there (most recently, a news editor who made me weep regularly). But in the end, regret nothing. . .

rashad said...

As a great group of white men once said, "Owner of a Lonely Heart is much better than Owner of Broken Heart"...

i think i'll find that song

Chubbs said...

lex, etoilee8, rashad--you've all made me cry, but you've made me smile. thanks for being so kind. I hope I can be myself again soon.

asabi said...

You know how I feel about this subject but I will leave you with two cautionary words... laryn hill.