Love is such a weird thing to happen. One minute it gives you wings and you are flying high up in the universe happily and the next, before you know it you are sinking deeper than the deepest point in the Pacific Ocean. Something that you can never get over if you have truly loved. It'll linger in your life forever as a long lost secret of that exotic island, as a fragrance of a tender poison.
It becomes worse when you are almost there at the summit and a huge avalanche occurs and you realise you are back where you had started. Deeply hurt, hopeless and the genesis of all your smiles being the happy memories of the past. Like in Snakes and Ladders when you roll the die and reach the 99th square, you fall straight down to fifty through the ladder.
The best part though the worst is that the only antidote available to love is nothing but love itself.
Cheers if there are still anymore left.
Sunday, October 24, 2004
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