Being in love doesn't really help
Since it doesn't mean absolute dependency
And answering to or being answerable
It doesn't mean doing everything together
Or even expecting to..and if you do..shake it out
Love isn't behaving like siameses twins
Who sets the rules? What is protocol
A dreaded word, which makes my hackles rise
Every time I hear it...or read it
And what then, is it to be?
To adjust, juggle, readjust and fall
Catch all of them or they all fall
Miss one and they all come
Tumbling down on your head...like deadly arrows
Scheduling, rescheduling, working and planning
Then comes chaos and shattering of all decisions
And comes tantrums and cold shoulders
With much consoling and cajoling
And its all ok..we're friends again
Or wait a minute...Are we? Truly
Then what just happens? Like maggie in Runaway Bride
People view you, judge you and take shots at you
And in the word's of Veronica Shoffstall
Love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security
What then ..is it to love?
A mere companionship fulfillment
Or the things that you don't do with anyone else
Like using them as punching bags, not doing small talk
Not making plans..but being you
Even if that you is morbid and just wants to be left alone
Or is tired and bored...Is love a meeting point
A platform for all these emotions?
Or like Maggie..is it simply realigning your vision
And liking what he likes..eggs of his type
And his kind of music, without losing your real essence
Attraction is the reason for stupidity
And without it...we would never be happy
Orve so many drunken stories to pass around
Or friendly nudges and teasings to make
I can't end this, you know
Can't find a conclusion...So I end it here
In the hopes of an answer..someday
Or the charisma of mystery..which will continue
Till forever fades into oblivion
Or till my fetish for using big words stops :)
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10 years ago
3 comments:
I guess its just about.. being with someone and not needing to ask for anythng.. and wanting to give without he needing to ask for it.
its about being able to be what you are good bad everything wid that one person because he/she likes the both sides of u.
its about not having to think that are we in love.. but feeling it all the time.
;)
humm......i feel commenting on this a littel like judjing (but nyways).... its a very nice peace to understand ... what myany young old and the people in between having trying to gain a strait jacketd soultion or a defination to love and the drama and emotions attached to the whole experience of love attraction infactuation or simply liking a person ... coz it just happens.........
On the subtle corners of the "Tempest" is also the mundane fetures of everyda life of living in 2010....... which shouting out loud to every one to peACE OUT .
and si guess it would strike a cord to every one who has ever been in the pursuit of love and its wonders bearing its fruits and disasters to only enjoy both even more as it ages with experience and stories that make the journey a roller coster ride
:) :) :) :)
:) :) :) :)
:) :) :) :)
humm......i feel commenting on this a littel like judjing (but nyways).... its a very nice peace to understand ... what myany young old and the people in between having trying to gain a strait jacketd soultion or a defination to love and the drama and emotions attached to the whole experience of love attraction infactuation or simply liking a person ... coz it just happens.........
On the subtle corners of the "Tempest" is also the mundane fetures of everyda life of living in 2010....... which shouting out loud to every one to peACE OUT .
and si guess it would strike a cord to every one who has ever been in the pursuit of love and its wonders bearing its fruits and disasters to only enjoy both even more as it ages with experience and stories that make the journey a roller coster ride
:) :) :) :)
:) :) :) :)
:) :) :) :)
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