Love. I write about it often. I’m no expert in the matter nor do I ever intend to be. I write peoples stories, maybe even sometimes a bit of my understanding or knowledge in the matter. But love isn’t something you can generalize. Its not a one size fits all kind of thing. I guess that’s why you’ll find countless of pieces written about the matter…
- “Love. Amour. Amore. Whatever!” She said sighing. “I’m starting to believe love is just a charade, a made up scheme to sell flowers and Godiva chocolate”.
- Her friend laughs and says, “No it’s not!”
- “I just don’t believe in love anymore. I don’t see how it’ll ever happen.” She says in complete defeat.
- Her friend looks at her amused. “Oh, don’t say that. You’ll see, mark my words, you’ll see. It’s when you’ve completely given up that love finds you in the end…”
Love is what inspires epic tales, beautiful lyrics, souls to be lost in tales of poetry …and the most bittersweet feeling of human nature. To be in love is a wonder...
I do not intend to know everything about life. I simply write of what I've experienced and felt. So enjoy reading life as I know it....