love it is.
That was the cleanest scar I had ever seen. Sweet little curly black was marked on her soft little hand, which carried the aroma of ecstatic child’s laugh calling “daddy.” Damn, love it is. That was it. Finally someone made me aware. It’s really really RELIGIOUS when someone makes you aware. Be it booze which makes you externally aware making others fool while love makes it internally making others beautiful while death hangs around to take you for a little stroll. Then I drilled my heart to find who that person would If I ever wanted a tattoo on me. Damn not a soul. I looked into the mirror. It was disappointing. I gagged a lot, I gagged a lot until my stomach ached. It was satisfying, Reality was satisfying sometimes, so was aloneness caused by loneliness, only when you have guts to realize it. It never happened. Once happens it’s too late to handle, You accept to handle it then it pushes away. She reminded me of all the things I wanted to do and i never did. The woman i loved got it, I never believed in it until it happened to me then it was just gone like a dew drop breaking the light of my sensitive heart. Not being able to love fully I believed their love incomplete.(CB) Thank you buddy for reminding me that little SOUL in me which I really loved. Thank you buddy for giving me courage to walk through fire.
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