He laid there, the immense pain in his chest beginning to numb under the realization that he was dying. Just moments before he was alive, enjoying the morning with his beloved, laughing about the memories they had created the night before. Now, he was sprawled out on the living room floor fighting for air, and wanting so desperately to talk.
How much is too much Of me? How much can you hear? How much can you see? How much can you bear Of me, my Sweet Affinity? Which time is the last time You’ll […]
My friend you ask such a wonderful question! Let me try to answer you in the only way I can. Let’s be still for a moment…
He saved his girlfriend’s life. He shielded her, he protected her, and he died for her. Many of us would do the same thing for someone we love. Yet, how many of us would do this for someone we don’t even know? I know hundreds, if not thousands, who would and some who have.
Love is the greatest source of pleasure and pain ever created by the Universe. It proves to us we are alive, and gives us such cause to look at ourselves through eyes with both clarity and through clouds of tears. It sums up the human experience provided we experience its opposite, and such a relationship allows us to know who we are.
