Love and relationships
I spoke on the phone today with a girlfriend who reads my articles. We talked about love. I told him earlier that almost all girls tell me about the pain of love. He was no different, he was talking about the same things, about love. I had a girlfriend, it’s over, how did it end? BLA b…
I talked to him today while walking home in the rain. The topic was opened from the article I mentioned about my ex. Just like you wrote me, said we girls are really stupid, all we think about is love and relationships. I saw that he is right; You’re right, it’s good to know yourself, I said.
I think love and separation should not be considered a problem… Think as if you had to live and you were alive. These are the things in life; 6+ love. Things that happen in life… just like Xtina… We don’t understand him either, but he exists, so he’s there, and he sometimes gives meaningful messages: “There’s a lot of man to grieve.”
Yes, I would like to get wet in the rain with my girlfriend but in that moment a song in the sky should play for everyone, we should sing for love, we should listen to it and that song says we are homeless. Let’s feel like our home is in his arms. It is impossible to yearn. Don’t bother saying “I miss you even when I’m with you”. Don’t say that for your love.
Do not love him with such ordinary sentences. You must feel that you are in love. For example, tell her that Rain looks good on her… Let her think about what she means for a lifetime. Kiss your wet cheeks, love is a heart accident, you can’t live and everything is half, like you, like me…
Even though you have the biggest name in the biggest house in the world, the place where you are stuck is inside your brain and all the accidents happen there.
Hug so tight love you
I don’t want to go, but I don’t feel like staying. Every soul tastes such things… Relationships contain hundreds of questions around them. Logic triumphs over all. What about love? Wherever you direct your mind, there you live. Love is a matter of which way you look. No apple tree is ours. It could be ours. We have no business with a tree that does not bear fruit, we are human. We want good things to exist, whose shadow is not enough. That’s what love is, you want it by your side. Touching your lips, getting wet with her… Kissing is above all, gently touching her back and pulling her with your hands and saying I want the apple too, you can never be mine…
Words are tiring, so are sentences.
Man is used to himself, it is delicious but also difficult…
Hug me so much, it’s cold, if I get cold, you’re the reason.
