endless love
I have a question..If love was given to you, instead of insisted to be taken.. And it was promising to never end, never quit, never die.. Would it be worth anything? Would you still work to keep it from dying, and inspire yourself to try and make it fly?
Would it be as special or as important a subject for writers of music, poets, authors.. Would it be as lifting like you see in those old romance films, or those teenie bopper films where the girl always gets that guy.. like cinderella?
Do you think maybe then love is alive, and it was meant to die, just like people.. Either by death, or by choice, by chance or by attraction? Does the mortality of love make it why it is worth so much? Why we struggle so much to catch it?
Is it just chemicals inside your brain? Or is that only a part of it?
I dont really know my own heart, and I know it.. and even though I dont always know what I want, or what is going on, I want a man who knows his own heart and I believe, when I find him, I'll love him forever, because when that does happen.. I'll know my own..
Maybe that is why love chooses, and it is never chosen..
Maybe that is why we lie, and we cheat.. Because love is so pure, its shameful.. Or maybe its only as pure as the person who wields it.. That is what makes it so real...
What about the unbelievers of love? Will it pass by like blood above someone's door? Will they one day have to face their lives when they are older, and realize what they've missed? Or will you truely ever be without love?
Dont know..
Sincerely,
Kendra-Dawn

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