Monday, November 2, 2009
Whenever I think I know what love is I find out that I am wrong so true love must be no more then a myth. Something to seek but never find. something to want but never aquire. Something to desire but never achieve no matter how hard you try. How did this change so quickly and how did I open my heart to someone so completely to have it torn out and stomped on like an insignifacant part of my being.