How do you know you are in love? The answer is simple. Just have a look at the calendar and if it’s November, you are in love. I know it’s weird and has got nothing to do with emotions or logic or rationality but this hold true for me everytime.Yes, every fucking time. Gone are the days when you felt butterflies flying in your stomach upon seeing that someone special. Some folks still feel like this but I don’t. I feel calmness. Something very similar to orgasm. Senseless and soothing only in a better way. I don’t intend to hurt or disagree with anyone but this is exactly how I feel when I think I am in love. I may sound like an ass writing all this crap about love but let me tell you one secret - I am a hopeless romantic. The worst I have ever seen . I can’t say cheesy things which in turn would make people happy.Instead, I end up uttering sentences that are total bullshit.It’s not like that I don’t realize my foolishness but I am too shy and embarrassed to admit the same. Of course, I pretend like a fucking narcissist but I am not one of those and I am trying my best to change. Big deal, huh? Yes, surely for me.
The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly - Richard Bach
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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