Thursday, August 17, 2006

dear article,
but don't you remember what it was like to be young? to have everything rely solely on one person, sunshine or no shine, high tide low tide crescent moon or no moon at all! love is love, and i've felt it and she's felt it and so has he but it isn't real?

i guess love defined in that way makes sense
but mature love doesn't sound passionate at all
that's what people really want don't they?
the passion, their silky skin against your cheeks wheenver you kiss them, the excitement of seeing them there in the morning, waiting on the doorstep just for you, the way you see them transcend what you defined as beauty back when you were young, the way they sat there and looked at you and looked over to the two men sitting next to you and said "i wonder what it's like to be them, to always talk about the same old bullshit and to never see the life the way we do..." and then you two would kiss and be happy and drive home, making out all the way,
and its dead
dead before you know it!

this is how teen love is defined, but i think it is very real. there are different types of love, and to judge any state of love when you are not presently in it is COMPLETELY unnecessary

because you aren't the one living it
and you aren't the one wondering

and in life, there are many relationships which involve love, friendships and more than friendships and less than friendships (these are difficult to maintain) and well, you can pick and choose your friends or let the chips fall where they may, which might be infinitely better, never regretting any action or circumstance, looking brightly ahead to the future where you can make many many people

very
complacent?
no. happy!
but can you really do that george?
no. maybe. yes. maybe. yes..but not alone.
definitely not alone, that's understandable.
but with the people you love now,

you promised them with every action that you would never stop loving them.
i never will
how can you say that when you don't even know the future?
what kind of question is that

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