crayonmaniac

What is love? I can honestly say I no longer know... I therefore think when you find love, live with this strange force that has taken over your heart and your spent body you are utterly lost for words bemused, mystified and a little scared... It is only when you lack love, need love, want love, crave love, that you think you know what love is oh, then you have it all figured out, bits and pieces put together from fevered dreams old loves that went wrong and the romantic notions from movies and books But when true love comes along you just shut up, sit out the ride pray it will last, muster the courage to make it work revel in the utter