love is for me extremely hard to explain i believe it to be that a person stays with one other person the rest of their lives and that person never gets tired of them never complains about being with them etc. basically unconditional love the love that can never be tempted or tainted with the beauty of sirens seeking to split something beautiful up.... but as i grow older i start to view love differently its rushed it fades slowly and in the end everyone ends up alone its extremely depressing or the person you love doesnt love you doesnt see you they only see the beauty in others and never in you never in me maybe because there is no beauty to see find someone who love you more i was always told yet what if the ones i love dont love me more will i be left behind heartbroken? i could say atleast i tried but did i try hard enough? the questions are never to be answered but they're always in my head how sad i think i think i a little too often and i care a little too much how pathetic i guess we all have to wait to find the true definition of love because for everyone its different....
Friday, April 20, 2007
we all want love we all need love... but what is love?
love is for me extremely hard to explain i believe it to be that a person stays with one other person the rest of their lives and that person never gets tired of them never complains about being with them etc. basically unconditional love the love that can never be tempted or tainted with the beauty of sirens seeking to split something beautiful up.... but as i grow older i start to view love differently its rushed it fades slowly and in the end everyone ends up alone its extremely depressing or the person you love doesnt love you doesnt see you they only see the beauty in others and never in you never in me maybe because there is no beauty to see find someone who love you more i was always told yet what if the ones i love dont love me more will i be left behind heartbroken? i could say atleast i tried but did i try hard enough? the questions are never to be answered but they're always in my head how sad i think i think i a little too often and i care a little too much how pathetic i guess we all have to wait to find the true definition of love because for everyone its different....
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