Well the title says it all, doesn't it?
Well, not quite. The much celebrated lie that keeps being talked about in the media has a point after all. My sentiments completely conquered my mind. I was reduced to someone who could feel nothing but one sentiment. I would struggle with my own self rather than an external issue.
I would see life in her. Silly it is. But the hormones/soul certainly do/does give(s) you a strange high. I have never been high before and trust me, it was almost as if I was not present on the face of the earth. I was flying of sorts.
And then the wings got clipped. But it is okay. I don't think I had the pilot's licence anyways..... I was too ugly for that I guess. And love it seems is for the hunks with a heart, not for the philosopher guy with a fat nose.Most definitely not.
However honest I became, However "naked" I became to her, she could not fathom the gravity of the situation for me, and potentially for her. For her sake, I just hope that I was not the one that she had longed for. The only thing is that I dont understand how anyone could love her more and more unconditionally than I did. But maybe there are idealist hunks in this world. And maybe they will have the "approval" from the "authorities" as well.
May god* be with you my love.
* : I do not believe in an consciously active god, however the universe itself (nature if you like) is what I normally mean when I say "God" .
