24 Sep 2008

MW

Sad.
Confused.
Lonely.

Bright.
Productive.
Practical.

Robot.
Mechanical
Emotionless.

Cynical.
Agnoizing
Wondering.

This ache is depriving. Drilling and soaring.

Love does not liberate us. It is no matter how much I keep saying how much I love you. The reality will always prevail. Love is not enough. Love is not enough.

I reach the same conclusion.

Again?

No. Always. Just the matter of me seeing it. Both seeing it.

I want to rest.

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Blogger Cave said...

Love does not liberate us and it is not meant to. It's as if we go on our lives too tired of the freedom of not having found love.

We search for the one person whom we'd be happy to share a nest with, a cage, imprisonment.

Love ties us up, grounds us. Love is when you willingly sacrifice freedom for something dearer.

and love is ... what do i know!? :)

9/30/2008 02:44:00 am  

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