10.22.2009

Sense.

Now tell me, does this make sense to you?

You are in love with something, not a person but an object, a hobby, or maybe a little flower.
Everything about this "thing" makes sense to you. And then something happens and somehow this object you love, this hobby you love, becomes even more dear to you, that feeling you have for "it" is intensified to a bright red, red color. All you want to do is spend time with this flower of yours, this object of yours.

Has this ever happened to anyone?
Or am I a rambling crazy person?


I was crazy once...;)

2 comments:

Saura Lnow said...

Perfect sense Love.Perfect sense.

Dani said...

Don't worry, love doesn't make sense.