FALLING OUT OF LOVE.
By Nexus-rexus. Thursday, 26. June 2008, 11:50:43
I felt out of love,what a denouvement,just as unfair as life,just as banal as death .
Really i couldnt go on dashing like this sentimental person,i refused to be a sentimentalist,to drag out the last act was to pro-long the torture.
To be sentimental is not a weakness but a crime,when you soften again and again the promise is reconciliation and groaning to stage a show.
Yet thats the story to tell onother place,onthether time under the insipid name of love salvation.
It began with the childish kisses,grown with long walks and talks,then came the persionate forever love making under cracked branches of trees and smokes smuged the sky as the hot AFRICAN sun warmed,
So ignorat in our conceit that optimism is merely untaught simplicity that hopes hopes are much safer when they are not too great.
It was kinder to stay quite sober and soberly weigh the worth of the links before putting them on,thats the creed of the chain,not to promise heaven but atlist to give the earth.
Not to promis until death do ur part but atlist give life again.
When your in love it was kinder not to keep saying 'i love you',how hard is it that from the same mouth to hear it destroyed in words that are void of truth and in things that mock us.
Making the words we had thought perfect seem false and void.
It was better not to promise as love is something one cant realise,why then lead some one into deceit as to an alter?
Ofcause the vision is wonderful,until it flies as it is wiser not to love when you know love has no future.
Really i couldnt go on dashing like this sentimental person,i refused to be a sentimentalist,to drag out the last act was to pro-long the torture.
To be sentimental is not a weakness but a crime,when you soften again and again the promise is reconciliation and groaning to stage a show.
Yet thats the story to tell onother place,onthether time under the insipid name of love salvation.
It began with the childish kisses,grown with long walks and talks,then came the persionate forever love making under cracked branches of trees and smokes smuged the sky as the hot AFRICAN sun warmed,
So ignorat in our conceit that optimism is merely untaught simplicity that hopes hopes are much safer when they are not too great.
It was kinder to stay quite sober and soberly weigh the worth of the links before putting them on,thats the creed of the chain,not to promise heaven but atlist to give the earth.
Not to promis until death do ur part but atlist give life again.
When your in love it was kinder not to keep saying 'i love you',how hard is it that from the same mouth to hear it destroyed in words that are void of truth and in things that mock us.
Making the words we had thought perfect seem false and void.
It was better not to promise as love is something one cant realise,why then lead some one into deceit as to an alter?
Ofcause the vision is wonderful,until it flies as it is wiser not to love when you know love has no future.
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this bit im can relate too .
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