No matter what we say about love, we keep coming back for more. We keep our hands in the fire, and sooner or later we get what we are asking for. No matter what we say about life, we learn every time we bleed. Truth is a stranger, our souls are in danger and we must let our spirits be free. It's okay to admit we are wrong and then to change our minds. We can move on and leave it all behind. But I do indeed regret you: the memory of you marks everything I do. Everything is now broken.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
to feel or not to feel
No matter what we say about love, we keep coming back for more. We keep our hands in the fire, and sooner or later we get what we are asking for. No matter what we say about life, we learn every time we bleed. Truth is a stranger, our souls are in danger and we must let our spirits be free. It's okay to admit we are wrong and then to change our minds. We can move on and leave it all behind. But I do indeed regret you: the memory of you marks everything I do. Everything is now broken.
My blog is about
- Nina.
- ...the feelings in her heART, erstwhile experienced on Planet Earth!
- Here, the images and choice of words are an introspective conversation, full of parallel significance and without compromises.