the time spent with your rose…
October 14th, 2006there’s something that ties us up to others, those ‘special one’ others. but right now i wouldn’t be able to say what that is.
love, it can be supposed. but then, aren’t we all bound to it? nope. that’s the magic. we’re not fucking bound to it.
love is a commodity these days. we use it to assert social possitions, to behave erraticly and justify, to stay on higher ground, to mischief up it all. aren’t we wicked?
love shall be just an extreme deep feeling of happiness due to someone else’s happiness. the rest is just plain human condition…