This thing called loved starts with a flutter in the heart.Then of course the eyelashes flutter and then a smile.
A kiss evolves that doesn’t include the tongue.
The heart feels full and content and the lungs feel spent.
This thing called love will make tears flow from the eyes.
It’ll making the heart ache and the smile turn upside down.
Love will still fill the heart, but the door to the heart would be shut.
How can I love you and know that eventually my heart will break?
Will you be able to put the pieces back together?
Will I be able to move along when the pieces are shattered?
I witness almost everyday this thing called love. Sometimes I am just an onlooker into someone else’s heart. I have witnessed the pain of when the love is one-sided. I have also seen and been a part of the love drama when the 2 sides just aren't seeing eye-to-eye. The love is so immense that it hurts. It makes me sad because I have been there and there are times when I go back to visit.
While I am sitting here pondering the ins and outs of love, it seems that I have declined to focus on what is truly important, ME. I need to get myself together. Life hasn’t stopped, the world is still spinning. But it seems I have taken a break. It is amazing to know that an intelligent woman like me can be so dumb. So here it is, official as it can get, I am applying to get back into school so I can at least get my bachelors degree. I have wasted too much time already. If I cannot ace in this thing called love then I might as well work on what is truly important.
