"What's Love got to do with it?"
Tina Turner
"Love cannot survive if you just give it scraps of yourself, scraps of your time, scraps of your thoughts..."
Mary O'Hara
And yet another night...
No TV of any sort, no radio, no mobiles, no space or time, can ever erase a good talk.
No expectations, just mere introspection, two caracthers, behind a frame of past experiences.
How come? What on earth were we thinking, there's no shame in being human...
A song or two, a poem and what's next?
To overwhelm me with such great heights of knowledge, to maintain me hooked to the greatness of your eyes, or simply, for just one second, i catched a glimpse of me...
What can i eventually become, if not properly nurtured, or loved...
Wanna ride?? It we'll be a very rough journey!
I'm like that calm wheater that precedes a storm.
But, there's no need of umbrellas, try dancing in the rain..
Don't swim, try and drown.
Don't look for cover, wait for the blast.
Don't run and hide, "hang on to yourself , this will gonna hurt like hell"
Or in plain english! I'm no good, nothing good can ever come by loving me, there's no roses, there's no chocolates, there's no plans, just me!
If you're up for it, try it!
If not, stay! It's cosy where you are! It's safe, you will miss no one, you won't stress, you won't have to buy breakfast, and you won't have to read anything more than your average newspaper.
The thing is "who needs a heart, if it can't be broken..."
