Love (n.)

LOVE

it usually starts with  ‘once upon a time’ and sometimes ends badly. .

but at all times Love is Love and no time spent with Love is wasted one..

Sure, not every love story has a fairy tale end. And some of you might say, we don’t live in a fairy tale world, with dragons and princes, with beasts and witches, with bad wolves and swords. But I will agree to disagree, because ..think for a minute .. we really do; this IS  a world of disguised dragons and princes, disguised beasts and witches..(and not necessarily because the Carnival is already here). So all love stories can be fairy tale love stories…

it’s a rope, on which you hold on to; other times you are on the verge of hanging yourself; 

but at all times it feels like a struggle to have a good balance walking on it.. and chances are you might fall..

it’s your weakness, and other times or the same times, your strength;

but at all times, Love is what makes the difference, what makes you feel alive, what gives life to your life.. what makes your heart beat with joy and what makes your every day more colorful…

it is YOU in human shape;

sometimes you see it, other times I can only see it;

but at all times, Love is Love, and though Love is blind, Love is deaf-initely right..

Love,

AA

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Author: Another Alice

Take away music and there is nothing left.. Stay tuned.. “If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?”

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