doodlebug: why oh why

Jun 16, 2010

why oh why

Sometimes I hate how much I love you, but everyday I love you more.
Do you ever feel that way? It's not like you hate hate, and you don't hate the person. You just hate yourself for always falling in love with that one guy you never gonna get. That always happens to me. The wrong guy, always older, way out of my league and so so ''do not enter this area with this person at the same time''. Why does that always happen? I guess I really never gonna find out so.. yeah I don't know..But, god I love you so..

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THE END IN THE BEGINNING

People say you only live once, but people are as wrong about that as they are about everything. In the darkest moments before dawn a woman returns to her bed. What life is she leading? Is it the same life the woman was leading an hour ago? a day ago? a year ago? Who is this man? Do they lead separate lives or is it a single life shared? A storm approaches. It is still over the horizon, but there is lightning in the air. Are either of them aware of the gathering turbulance? Can they feel the crackle of electricity in the wind, or are they aware of only the power that they generate between themselves? The first hint of this storm is not a thunderclap..it is a knock.

When you love someone, you open yourself up to suffering. That's the sad truth. Maybe they'll break your heart, maybe you'll break their heart and never be able to look at yourself in the same way. Those are the risks. The thought of losing so much control over personal happiness is unbearable. That's the burden. Like wings, they have weight, we feel that weight on our backs, but they are a burden that lifts us. Burdens which allow us to fly.