Love, A Nonsense Definition.

What greater fear it is to love than to live. A lot of man died for this. A lot lost their sanity but for those who brave their own pride just to experience this wonderful feeling gets to be the happiest.

Falling down from a flight of stairs with all the pain thereafter, getting punctured by an unknowing nail, hit by a bludgeon or just slipping and losing a foot to a wet dirty puddle.

Pathetic ways to figure out love or just our own way of explaining it in times we just can’t bear it out.

Who knows we can totally become out of sense when it comes to sharing that same emotional predicament that every being alive gets to share.

Unique, simple and spontaneous in the littlest detail. 

To Live Doesn't Mean Being Alive.

Everything is temporary.

From the beginning until the end all the things felt, experienced and shared never lasts neither too long nor too short. Something summed up hastened by every tick of time or just the sudden events unfolding.

That actual breathing, the very beat, and the quickest of senses; all comes down to a permanent stop.