Love Lose Love

Love Lose Love

How do we love?

We share the only thing that actually belongs to us till we leave the damn material. We share the gift of souls. We seek a soul, we share our own.

I’ve loved. I’ve loved like crazy. And with each passing day, I’ve loved more. And then I’ve also lost. Which is more, don’t ask me.
I don’t have a balance.

But the worst is feeling a bit less of the magic each time we lose. After 22 years, I realise ive found the perfect guy. The one who says things out of my lips and opens doors. The one who holds me like a butterfly. The one who’s first is me, though my first is nowhere him.

He loves me, alright. And I want to share that level of passion and exuberation and excitement. But it’s all too real to me now. After 4 Princes, you cannot believe this one will treat your shoe right.