Wednesday, August 24, 2011

the question u cldn't ans

“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”

yes it's constantly on my head
what should've/could've been
but i thought things b/w us had been clear.always.
so why are these whisperings bugging me more than it should
n smtimes i wish u wld stop
bringing up those limitless possibilities
because i might just leave
shld e idea
become a reality
the different facades that i put up amazes me
fb, twitter, & 3 blogs
no wonder i go crazy

"u like this ambiguity
u like this chase
n u're good at pretending that it doesn't matter to u when it does."

i wonder. too

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