Can you understand these weird things I say?...

If I've known beauties in my life. If I loved beauties in my life. If
there were love at first sight. If I've been somehow a victim of what
my eyes can see. If...
This time, with her, it's not like any other time. And it's hard to
explain. Maybe not hard for you to understand if you've ever lived
something somehow alike...
But I keep trying to understand. I can't just stand with "Love, you
feel it and that's all". Somehow it's true, but I want to say that
Love is more than "all". More, than "everything".

So what? Do I know what "everything" means? Well, and you, do you know
what it means? Love is nothing simple. Love is everything simple. Love
is easy. Love is nothing easy.
Well, there are many points of view about Love. You can see people
arguing on the meaning of Love. I believe that no one can really
explain wholly what it means, and what it is, because you turn around
and you changed your mind but actually you haven't...

I know I love the Princess of my Dreams because what I feel and what I
think about her aim at the same thing. But I can't really explain what it
aims. I just know that she is the one, and I'm proud of it. I'm proud
to love her and not someone else.

It's not enough, huh. Far from being enough. Nothing is enough. Even
everything is not enough. We always want more. It's in our nature. We
are human beings. We're like that.
If I had her, I wouldn't want more. But I would do to have more. It's
needed. Simple, isn't it? I mean that we can't just stand and say
something like "I've got it, it's over I don't need anything else".
Because the world continues to turn around whatever happens. Because
even if you feel that everything has changed, or everything is stuck,
or anything you want, well the world won't stop spinning.

If I read something like what I'm writing right now, I don't know if I
would understand anything! ...

Confused, yeah...

Yeah... I feel I'm in love, and it's clear to see, but... you know,
there's always that fog around you...

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