From what I know so far, is that love is a gentle crush....at first.
That first crush squeezes your heart and mind, sending waves of lust and wonder through your body. That first kiss, never to be replaced, forever locked in that moment. For the lucky ones who find that crush and it's everlasting. I am happy for them. But I believe it's good to fall in and out of love, What is love if you can't ever let it go, let it go and be free, free to live life. Making mistakes, breaking laws and promises. So to those who have found the "one". That's great but do you ever think of what life you could have, would have, maybe should have. don't get old and wish you should've done this or that, be free to do what YOUR heart needs/wants. The clock is ticking...

What if we cannot see?

The bluest of skies;

the clearest of seas.

The beauty around us

no-one to appreciate its majesty.

What if we cannot taste?

The lips of the one we love

The fresh air, blowing freely.

Or the food and drink provided by the earth

to keep us from the finality of death.

What if we cannot feel?

The one one we hold most dear;

who holds our heart with theirs.

Or to feel the warmth of a fire,

pleasant on our uncovered skin.

What if we cannot smell?

The scent of a flower in full bloom;

It’s aroma intoxicating and sweet.

Or the smells of our home we miss

whenever we are not there.

What if we cannot hear?

The sound of cleansing rain on the window

or the music that speaks to our every being.

Or the sound of a newborn baby

crying for it’s mother.

What if the meaning of life is our senses?

To See.

To Taste.

To Feel.

To Hear.

To Smell.

Would life be worth living,

if we cannot experience it fully?

The intricacies of life all around;

no-one could appreciate them,

how truly perfect they are.

What if we were never born with them?

It’s hard to miss something

you never had to begin with.

So for those who haven’t experienced these sensations.

Life is still worth living.

What if this life is false?

Reality isn’t what it seems?

What if this is all just a dream

and we don’t know any differently?

What if we were never born at all?

Life is not all rainbows and butterflies.
Just ask the ones that lie inside,
Lifeless and dull.
Fluttering their wings inside my skull,
Torturing me until I have died.
Life is not all rainbows and butterflies.

rose's are red
violet's are blue
i have 5 fingers
and the middle
is for
you!!!