love is like a river.
supposedly, love is never ending, infinite, and eternal. but how does it manifest itself? does it have to come in the form of gifts, words, actions?
how do i let the person i love know that i love her? do i tell her? and then what, do i give her my undivided affection, time and attention? then do i ask her if she feels the same?
and suppose she does feel the same, how do i know if she really loves me? or worse, if she says that the feeling is not mutual, then what am i to do? what am i to say?
does having you own time and being able to be yourself constitute a good enough reason not to love? does having a person you like by your side give you enough reason to be complacent and scared to not commit to a relationship which takes some of your time and affection?
does having too much to do other than love give you a suitable aliby to not even consider the fact that maybe, just maybe what you feel is already love? or is that feeling of suddenly increasing pace of heartbeats, unexplainable anxiety, and security merely an offspring of the infatuative thought of having the person you really admire and like in the closest proximity in a matter of hours, minutes, or seconds even?
i love her more than she's ever known, and more than she'll ever know. but i cant spend the rest of my days hoping that one day she'll love me too. and thats the precise reason why i am no longer bugging her - but this is the same reason why i wont stop loving her.
we love to live, and we live to love. at least i know i do, and at least i know that because i do, i love her - until the very end of me, i shall, and let no man, woman, or God tell me that i shouldn't.
if you're reading this right now, i hope you're happy, and that i hope you love mee too, and that you're just not ready to tell me now. i just want you to know elvine that i love you, no matter what, no matter when. everything i do, i do for you. if you dont believe me, im sorry but that's the truth as far as i am concerned.
i love you.
chill ya'll... =|
supposedly, love is never ending, infinite, and eternal. but how does it manifest itself? does it have to come in the form of gifts, words, actions?
how do i let the person i love know that i love her? do i tell her? and then what, do i give her my undivided affection, time and attention? then do i ask her if she feels the same?
and suppose she does feel the same, how do i know if she really loves me? or worse, if she says that the feeling is not mutual, then what am i to do? what am i to say?
does having you own time and being able to be yourself constitute a good enough reason not to love? does having a person you like by your side give you enough reason to be complacent and scared to not commit to a relationship which takes some of your time and affection?
does having too much to do other than love give you a suitable aliby to not even consider the fact that maybe, just maybe what you feel is already love? or is that feeling of suddenly increasing pace of heartbeats, unexplainable anxiety, and security merely an offspring of the infatuative thought of having the person you really admire and like in the closest proximity in a matter of hours, minutes, or seconds even?
i love her more than she's ever known, and more than she'll ever know. but i cant spend the rest of my days hoping that one day she'll love me too. and thats the precise reason why i am no longer bugging her - but this is the same reason why i wont stop loving her.
we love to live, and we live to love. at least i know i do, and at least i know that because i do, i love her - until the very end of me, i shall, and let no man, woman, or God tell me that i shouldn't.
if you're reading this right now, i hope you're happy, and that i hope you love mee too, and that you're just not ready to tell me now. i just want you to know elvine that i love you, no matter what, no matter when. everything i do, i do for you. if you dont believe me, im sorry but that's the truth as far as i am concerned.
i love you.
chill ya'll... =|
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