Monday, March 17, 2008
Love is a feat.We get so lost in the tidal waves of the everydays; the coming and the going that we forget the fundamentals of life.Incubus-love hurts;I believe that love should be in its purest form. I dont believe however that you need it to feel alive. "Without love, I wont survive" I refuse to believe that happiness depends on solely that; love, the romantic kind- I refuse.That part of me is a contradiction. Im a true romantic, but am not one for eternal love.Sometimes you're filled with so much passion, that if you dont let it out, it'll just consume you. Feels like an insane person in a strait jacket banging against the white walls of borderline sanity. And when you dont get it out. For whatever reason, the masculinity, the vulnerability, the machismo's. It slowly dies out, like one of those flickering candles in the dark.I think that crippled with all the overplayed and overdrawn scenes of love that we can get so consumed in just one person, that it eludes us, and we fail to see that everything else around us is falling apart."Take affection where you can, but dont build your life around it." -Vena Cork.Although in my case, Im so consumed with an image of a person who doesnt exist. I loved you long before I met you.-Ive built the perfect image of you in my head, dropped and refused anyone who didnt match up. Placed you on a pedestal.And thats where you lay, thats where you will forever lay.