Love as an instant and undead
so in the studies of love, we find ourselves with a new set of prinicpals.
" dont be reckless with other poepels hearts and dont allow peopel to be recklass with oyurs"
waht the hell are you supposed to do. she is so eager to fall in love.
its importnatn not to trick oyurself into falling in love. the only thing that can show you that is to have your heart taken away. so its a constant ignorance of heart. ignroance is bliss. and we would all prefer it.
just to challenge myself. i used to drive to her house every tuesday. after my lessons. took the same route every time. i rember every second of every time. this feeling, this feeling of total bliss. to know that thier is heaven behind this door. to know your nextstep will bring you to completeion.
love at an instant. its most unstable moment.
same route, every second the same. the feelings came back.
is that love habitual?, is it still alive, is it just remmbering for the hell of it. it was a challenge. i saw the familiar front porch were we procliamed our feeligns of enamorment to each other. where her and jason do it now.
i thought, isnt it crazy. it hurts now that i write about it. at the time it was a feeling of relief and understanding. but i still ahd the feeling of her in my blood.
so, i wonder. do oyu ever fall out of love. or is it just a matter of avioding such situations until thier forgotten, and thats the death of love. until it becoems stagnite adn unrecognizable.
i wonder how shes doing. its been a while. not long enoguh for a reunion.
i ahve other things to think aobut. other girls to naw away at my passsing interest.
a lot of nirvana here.
things are really artistic of late. i love it.
" dont be reckless with other poepels hearts and dont allow peopel to be recklass with oyurs"
waht the hell are you supposed to do. she is so eager to fall in love.
its importnatn not to trick oyurself into falling in love. the only thing that can show you that is to have your heart taken away. so its a constant ignorance of heart. ignroance is bliss. and we would all prefer it.
just to challenge myself. i used to drive to her house every tuesday. after my lessons. took the same route every time. i rember every second of every time. this feeling, this feeling of total bliss. to know that thier is heaven behind this door. to know your nextstep will bring you to completeion.
love at an instant. its most unstable moment.
same route, every second the same. the feelings came back.
is that love habitual?, is it still alive, is it just remmbering for the hell of it. it was a challenge. i saw the familiar front porch were we procliamed our feeligns of enamorment to each other. where her and jason do it now.
i thought, isnt it crazy. it hurts now that i write about it. at the time it was a feeling of relief and understanding. but i still ahd the feeling of her in my blood.
so, i wonder. do oyu ever fall out of love. or is it just a matter of avioding such situations until thier forgotten, and thats the death of love. until it becoems stagnite adn unrecognizable.
i wonder how shes doing. its been a while. not long enoguh for a reunion.
i ahve other things to think aobut. other girls to naw away at my passsing interest.
a lot of nirvana here.
things are really artistic of late. i love it.