To celebrate love I’m shifting thoughts a bit, to include the wonderful feelings of love, and its many differences.
How do you define love. It means so many different things, based on experiences. I’m getting nostalgic and its all beautiful. When in love the raw emotion is urgent, or maybe its the lust which makes love urgent. However it seems, when there is no longer love, looking in is hard. Maybe there is love – even when it goes.
I took the chance and took the fall
Ran for the risk, lost it all
Ever an endearment
You were my babycakes of a dream
Never saw it coming, but it could have been seen
I took all the chances to have you in my arms
You never saw my circumstances
You never saw my heart
We were living in a past
Existing like fools
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