If one dwells on it for any long period of time it is easy to come to the conclusion that humans ask too much of the heart. When observed in proportion to the rest of ones self the heart is tiny – miniscule. Yet, with this knowledge in hand we still demand that it supply us with not only life, but love. Maybe we can only have one or the other. A sort of prerogative. Do you, kind sir, choose life or love? For it is reasonable to assume that the heart only has time to accommodate one.
(not written by me)
 Midnight Fairy · Fri Oct 12, 2007 @ 04:10am · 0 Comments |
