Wednesday, September 14, 2005
A promise of 'forever', gradually, or you may call it suddenly, turns into 'I won't take your tantrums and anger anymore'.
'No matter what babe, nothing will ever separate us, not even you', gradually turns into, 'I am getting tired of you'.
100 'i love you' mails a day, turn into one nasty reply to your mail, which you wrote two days ago.
The anger, the tantrums, the aggression, the humour... the very things they once fell for, begin to gradually irritate them.
In the end of the mail however, they don't forget to mention,
'luv u'.
Strange.
Love is like a wound.
It heals with time.
LOL!
Or, or... love is like AIDS. It gets worse with time, but you can't get rid of it.
he he he.
One more... Love is like a storm, with time, it calms down.

11 Comments:
Love is like a dream. Like it or not, you always have to wake up at some point of time...
Why can't the dream continue?:(
love also gives u wings. makes u wanna fly. occionally we all get tired of flapping....
maybe. Hope you've met the woman who thinks like you. As far as me... I'm a dreamer.
as far as women are concerned.. ive clipped my wings....
that perfect woman exists. but only in the deepest recesses of my fantasies.... the one who accepts me for me and not she expects me to be.
Dreams dont continue.. simply coz they wont be as fascinating and charming if they were real. Its like fairies are beautiful coz they dont exist...
Reality never gets us romantic does it? ;)
It has to. I was born to change things.
I believe.
the g man strikes again...
too much of a good thing never lasts man.. and we'd still get bored if it did.
head before that, that way u never get hurt..right? i wrote a poem on this, ask me if u care to read. great blog by the way.
i meant head before heart! heart!
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