Answered

1. Why do we bother with love when it doesn’t last?

Love is a temptation, sparked by the light sky and hollow as a cloudy night. It is something that gives young and old woman hope. Despite its baffled, circumstance and the burden your heart must deal with. I’ve been in love once, and then maybe I am in it now. One thing I learned is that love is not a choice, it just happens. You can control your emotions and your feelings. But loving someone you can never control it.

Love may not last but while it does it is the best feeling to basketball. It’s an amazing sure feeling that gives so many hope for the experience. Hope that they are worth it and so much more.

2. Can you fall in love with someone based on a kiss?

I rarely kiss the people I date. I turn my cheek, raise my neck or flat out let them no; they won’t be kissing my soft lips. It’s something I have believed and lived by for most of my life.

It’s only because I love easily, the sweet passion with a kiss. Makes me fall and I swear I fall in love off a kiss. So I don’t.

3. What is in a hello when before the night is over you are going to say goodnight?

The hardest thing for me to say is goodbye, only when I love or care about someone. I guess saying goodbye in a night span is significant because you will meet again. But what if you don’t and it is worth finding out.

4. Did I just write a song about this boy?

Yes, I did. I wrote this song about the boy I talk to. It’s called. Love song. I can’t say anymore about it.

5. Do you wait around for what you want and sort of have?

I don’t have patience; I don’t like lines and hate waiting rooms. In fact, I loathe them both. When it comes to shopping and things of this nature, I buy a medium because of my boobs and pants are a wrapped around my neck. When I decide to wear the clothes, this is the first time I try them on. If they don’t fit, I give it away or get someone to return it for me. After writing this and what not, I see this as a problem. With my personal life, love life and social life.

If a movie is good, really good I want it to end. I need to see the happy ending. After all I have been through watching it, I deserve that much. This too shows how my life is array and how I lack patience.

The process behind the society we live in makes my stomach weak. Everyone wants the gift of love but we don’t grasp it. I admit I rush into things. That’s why a few months ago, I had one last cry. The cry that next time I would get it right. I am in my next time. And you know what.

I am currently waiting around. It’s so damn weird, waiting around for what I sort of grasping. Me waiting for him and lacking patience is going to be the end of us. I am still trying to decide what made me decide to wait. I think it’s because he said I couldn’t.

So my answer is this, you wait until you can’t anymore. You need validation, not exposure to idea of moving on.