How everything has a habit of changing

You change. So why shouldn't everything else? If you no longer are who you were, would you still like the same things? Don't new experiences change everything around one? Being in love makes you see a lot of songs in an entirely new light. Nope. I'm not in love again Think that I've turned smarter after the last time around ;-) Z., thx 4 a lesson i life - 'Don't fall in love with someone who doesn't care a rap about you!'

Love is poetry isn't it? And if you tear it up and think that you can start all over again, the verses don't come out the very same way you wanted them to. No matter how many times you tear it up and rewrite it. The trick lies in a binary sort of logic. At each moment, choose whatever feels better. No games. No thinking ahead. To use a cliche, go with the flow. And it'll take you wherever you ought to end up. If it was meant to work out, it will. But isn't it stupid that we can't feel that special way about someone who really deserves it, instead of some stupid bitch/bastard who just uses you and throws you away. It makes you think that you'll get better by taking your revenge on everybody else. That you won't be the one who gets hurt the next time. Oh, no! you are too smart to let that to happen to you again! But little do you realize that there you are about to ruin the chance of the first good relationship you could have had. And then you wonder about why it happens to you this way. Blame everything else. Blame men. Say that all they want is sex. Oh please! Haven't we heard quite enough of that!!! I think this is turning into a rant! Wasn't the way I started to say it. Think I'm a little too bitter even now. Ah, well, if total strangers appreciate me better, then maybe it is a good thing that we aren't together.

How I had wanted to make love to you. Not fuck you. Those two things are very different. I've never had a real fuck. How can anybody find any pleasure in the act itself if you don't connect emotionally. You are not doing 10 Kms @ 11.5 Kms/hr on the treadmill here. If you didn't genuinely care for each other, what pleasure lies in holding someone close to you, in hugging each other. If you can't look into her eyes and want to kiss her all over again, if you don't want to hold her in your arms after it is all over, if you don't want to look into her eyes and say "I love you" afterwards - if you don't mean it when you say it - if you don't feel like just holding onto each other and stroking her hair, if you don't feel like kissing the tip of her nose, behind her ears and under her throat. To coin a very corny abd line, all men might want sex, but there is sex, and there is sex. There is a world of difference. The difference between a meaningless act that fades away the next morning and an act that seems such an act of tenderness that you just want to melt away into each other's sweat.

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