8.25.2010


Love is like a blind bird
I don’t enjoy reading what people have to say about “love” that’s all lies I never felt like that.
Just using the word “love” pisses the fuck off me. It has such a delicate meaning and everyone makes it sound cheap that it wears out.
I don’t want this sounding skeptical.
But the truth is Its different for all.
Its often mistaken and drowned with kisses, promises with little gifts with smiles.
In the end we've erect a river, a flowing river with false feelings and wasted time.
But who am I to say this I’m simply 15.
Love is freedom. Not many are fortunate to see it and very few actually comprehend its meaning.
It comes and goes like a sightless bird flying everywhere and anywhere without assimilation. Appreciate it admire it hold on to it if possible, but not to the point where everything is obligation where everything becomes a duty a routine.

Let it be don’t tie up something so beautiful.
It’ll remain if its real if not then……
I hate people that date just to get to know each other to see if later on it’ll work out if later on you’ll like each other. If you haven’t noticed yet you’ll obviously end up liking something about one another that
always! always! happens!
And then you’ll go on saying its love when really its nothing. It is simple waste of time it really really makes me sick.
Don’t frame “pretend love” and start convincing yourself this is all you want.
Time will wash your feelings and will clear everything.
I’d like to believe that everything last forever that the warm rush of happiness will stay but unfortunately everything concludes and ends.
So before this happens let me whisper my silent laughter and hope It was all true.
Love dies live it and dance with it because
Love is like a blind bird.