a twenty-something girl's thoughts, confessions, and learning lessons and trying to find herself in this mad world.

Love is for Fools.


Love is for fools? Who says? Who told you about these rules to love? Love is delusional. Is it? Distance is a struggle between the two, neither has a clue what the other is going through. Connection is what they seek...

Your eyes speak before your lips do. But I'm too nervous to peek into your true soul. What will they unfold? Are you genuine? Your eyes tell me yes. U want to attest, to prove, to express the way this love thing should work.

For now they're Waiting for this love to progress. But progression of their ever existences are in conflicting directions. When will the day be when the lovers intersect? And a lover's kiss is as good as lover's sex. And the connection is as strong as the spiritually blessed. The struggle was a mere process, just a test to prove to the cynics that love is limitless. Cynics are the ones who live it less. Fools of love? I guess we profess. Then call me a fool, my path is bold. Love is the real gold.
Connected mind, body, and soul.

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