“But I might lose him”
“Yes, you might. But I might lose you – should I love you any less?”
“I heard, that you settled down, found a girl and you’re married now…”
Love is an amalgam of our own complexities.
“Time flies, only yesterday was the time of our lives”
Love like you’ve never been hurt – for hurt can be as permanent or transient as love itself, and love is more fun – so why use one to measure the allowance of the other?
“So tell me when you hear my heart stop, you’re the only one who knows”
I don’t presume to write knowingly on something such as love, but these are just some ideas, some ideas of a wandering mind on a night time stroll.
“Know that when you leave, by blood and by me, you walk like a thief”
“Hold on, hold on, let me get these words out before I burst”
Love must always be tinged with doubt – how can we ever be truly sure of something which we have nothing against which to measure? We can never measure by the love of others, it might be that love is entirely different in each person…even though heart break and recklessness manifest the same…
I know this is a bit of a crazy post, but I was sitting listening to music and some of the lyrics of the songs just caught my attention. I wonder if anyone can identify where the quotes come from? To me they each have a little something to say about love, about being hurt by love. They just spoke to me and I thought I would share.