Love, mystical in all its ways and worries, can make or break a man, destroy his spirit or create a mental utopia for the victim. i have been fourunate enough to feel both. a man of many fates. some of the feminane spirits in my life has created such an atmophere as for me to flourish and grow as mere human being. a love unheard of in most cirlces. and others in the same such fashion have create a personal, firey hell for my soul and heart to rot in and decay from the maggots among my flesh. one such soul has done both and shall never be truly forgiven, and will in all rights, but punnished for such actions of betrayal and atempts to pull the wool over thine eyes to the larger cause in witch i was unknowingly partisipating in.
others though, and one in all actuallity have done the exact oppisite of such actions in my life and maturing. weather deserving or not, she was always there for me when i needed it most and put up with my bullshit for reasons unbeknownst to me. love, i suppose, it the cullprate for this devotion.
recently, most notably yesterday, certain actions have lead to the belief in certain thoughts. love. love. love...
was it a slip of the tounge?
a mistake in lauguage?
a deeper look in the subconcious desires of the beautiful?
i am unsure, but willing to believe the best, for my case at least
things all point to a grand future and to lovers.
i am off to play apples to apples for now
the game of champions.
haha...
disguised in plain view,
<3
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