Daramane (daramane) wrote in bumpintothings,

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The art of the world is constantly around me, love fills the air, and it's just sickening.

If you chase more than one rabbit you run a greater risk of one of them being blood thirsty.

Dig deep but don't dig too deep
When it's late you'll see the hole is empty and oh so deadly
They want me raw and smooth like glass
They want it fast but they don't want flaws
I'm a girl's best friend
Can you cut, I can cut, 'cause I'm a rough gem

I have a problem.

My problem is love - true, unfortunate, unashamed, exaggerated, honest love.

My problem is that this love extends from me like a rapid wave of emotion entrancing all in its path and drawing my eyes to everyone I meet.

I fall in love with everyone I meet, and no one can acknowledge it as something that can be cured, something that can be helped.

No one loves me the same in return.

My love is intense. It will catch you off guard, it will leave you in a state of arrest, it will scare you, terrify you, enthrall you.

They always fall in love with me just as intensely, getting caught up in the rapids.

It's a high. Something like they've never experienced before. The feeling of love, for most, lasts but a few months, if that. That initial elation rapidly fades. And when they come back down they are tired, worn out, lacking. They leave, in search of something new.

It was something so great. Now it's just an even bigger scar.

So... I extend this invitation to you.

Allow me the pleasure of showing you love in its most raw form. You can strip everything from the loves of others leaving the love alone and you would find nothing as basically complex as my own.

Heh, I am always so tired... Do you know what it's like to drink in the beauty of the world day-in and day-out, appreciating everything, but never being able to express it in anything but an unrequited love toward everyone and everything you encounter?

No? That's okay, I didn't think so...
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