Thursday, March 13, 2014

Words by the lake of a spotted mind.

Me: I keep most of myself under lock and key as I wait for the woman of divinity.

Elena: But haven't you ever wondered of what any woman could see in you?

Me: Yes, and that is why my essence stays hidden.

Elena: I think you're mistaken. You harm yourself far beyond what you might think is acceptable based upon nothingness. The love that you're searching for is in any woman. It is what you make of it.

Me: That may be so, but my cases of trial and error has led me to believe otherwise.  It seems as though I've said goodbye to love, long before I've even set eyes upon her.

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