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[Raz]

This is something I wrote on my mobile phone the other night...

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why do we flock to the people who will hurt us, or whom we can only hurt? is anything else possible in a world that rapes its offspring daily and calls such abuse progress?

what name do you give then to that which is between us? what do you call that emotion which tells me i needed you there before that need was recognised as ever really existing?

that formless want that always leaves tears in its wake...is this then what men call love?

I wonder...

 

[skjalff]

this is very short and profound, i really enjoyed thinking about it.
<<is this then what men call love?>>
I believe that its called desire, the wanting. Love is the needing.


skjalff

 

[raverchik]

very good, love is a strange thing.

 

[Aja909]

:D

 

[Cosmic Mist]

is this then what men call love?

I believe real love is when your desire (or 'want') for the person exceeds beyond your need for them...

ANd nice stuff by the way... you did well to write it all out wihtout deleting it (the way i always seem to with long messages )