love. again. i know. today i met boodz. he's very still and subtle and quiet and gentle. you can tell he has perspective from way up high because he's seen the lowest of the low. i can see that he's very lovable. i know, i use the term loosely. but does that really discount it? some people say that because i love so quickly and so easily and so fleetingly, i have never loved and no one has felt that i loved them what people dont understand is that we're talking about a serious health risk here my lolo (filipino grandpa) died of a broken heart. if i actually let someone get to me i know i'd die--and if i didnt, living would seem cruel. i dont allow people to love me because i'm scared of needing them, but i still hope that someone will love me despite that and i still wait i wish there were some sort of career that specialized in obsessing over love. it never gets old. |