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May 2 2004, 21:52
Listens: what would you say-dave mathews band
Love- A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
A feeling of intense desire and attraction toward a person with whom one is disposed to make a pair; the emotion of sex and romance.
Sexual passion.
Sexual intercourse.
A love affair.
An intense emotional attachment, as for a pet or treasured object.
A person who is the object of deep or intense affection or attraction; beloved. Often used as a term of endearment
Thats how webster defines love.
I watched a movie today, called «Somethings Gotta Give» With Diane Keaton, and Jack Nicholson. It was a really good movie, I liked it alot. But it got my thinking. What is love? People say, being a independent women is the best way. Being able to be yourself and only rely on yourself, don’t give into men, all they do is lie, lie, cheat, and lie. Well, some say you live to love. and better to love and get hurt, then to never love at all. Well?? That’s hard to say. I know im a die-hard fairy tale, romantic. In my life, if i don’t call in love, then my life was a waste. Im seriously such a dork when it comes to love. Sometimes i’ll look at john and think, wow it’s possible that i could fall in love with him. That scared the freakin SHIT out of me. I want to be in love so bad, ya know? BUT the word love scares me to death. How can someone be so confused, but yet know what you want? I kind of want to go to a physco-theripist to see if they could figure me out. Just to know, what goes on in my mind, b/c seriously half the time i dont know either, it’s weird though. maybe i get confused b/c my parents were in «love» and then my mom and dad got divorced. Well i dont know. maybe its not that…maybe its bc im scared if i were to fall in love, it wouldn’t really be love..and i’d think it was, and i would be convinced that i lost the love of my life. i believe theres really only one person out there, but can you fall in love with more then one person in your lifetime? True love, soul mates, ment to be..all that, it’s weird…how can u do that if theres only ONE person right for you? MMmm..i guess thats a question that will never be answered really…
She′s
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Она
боится
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
She’s
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Она
боится
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
Mine,
a
name
I
won′t
call
her
Мое
имя,
я
не
буду
называть
ее.
Doesn’t
feel
the
pain
until
it
gets
darker
Не
чувствует
боли,
пока
не
станет
темнее.
She
feels
empty
on
her
own
Она
чувствует
себя
опустошенной.
And
to
think
she’s
not
alone
И
подумать
только
она
не
одна
She
will
call
me
and
I′ll
leave
her
by
the
dawn,
yeah
Она
позвонит
мне,
и
я
покину
ее
на
рассвете,
да
She′s
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Она
боится
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
She’s
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Она
боится
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
My
feelings
I
couldn′t
show
cause
she
would’ve
let
me
go
Свои
чувства
я
не
мог
показать
потому
что
она
бы
меня
отпустила
She′s
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Она
боится
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
Mama
would
love
to
see
me
hold
you
Мама
хотела
бы
видеть
как
я
обнимаю
тебя
She
says
you’re
good
to
me,
I
think
the
same
too
Она
говорит,
что
ты
добр
ко
мне,
я
думаю
то
же
самое.
You′ll
make
me
feel
special
for
a
night
or
two
Ты
заставишь
меня
почувствовать
себя
особенной
на
одну
или
две
ночи.
Girl
I
got
a
lot
of
love
for
you
Девочка,
я
очень
люблю
тебя.
I
talk
less
and
I
feel
more
Я
меньше
говорю
и
больше
чувствую.
But
your
words
make
me
feel
sore
Но
твои
слова
причиняют
мне
боль.
Please
don’t
call
me,
I
still
ache
down
to
the
core
Пожалуйста,
не
звони
мне,
у
меня
все
еще
болит
сердце.
You’re
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Ты
боишься
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
You′re
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Ты
боишься
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
My
feelings
I
couldn′t
show
cause
you
would’ve
let
me
go
Я
не
могла
показать
свои
чувства,
потому
что
ты
бы
отпустил
меня.
You′re
scared
of
the
words
I
love
you
Ты
боишься
слов
Я
люблю
тебя
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i don’t even think that i want to be happy in love.
an epiphany that i had over the weekend that is haunting me now.
when i was little, those who abused hid behind the word love, those who took abuse hid behind the word love, those who watched abuse from the sidelines tossed the word around. love became a word for the weak and the violent, neither one positions i felt intent to play.
i don’t think i would be happy being lost in love. something would always be a little bit too much or not enough. i think that happiness equals terror for me…what most people see as happiness. happy enough to stay in one place, ‘make a home’.
i’m always running in my dreams. in my moments of thinking of what would make me the most happy, i see takeoffs and landings, running with a camera in my hand, chasing something, running from something?.
there’s a war inside of me. but i know that i don’t want the american dream…cancer didn’t make me want the american dream, living beyond the disease didn’t make me want the american dream. i don’t feel that i deserve the comfort if i’m not ready to make the promise. can anyone really say that they’ll love you forever? i’m scared of someone who can say that, of someone who wants me to say that. and it’s not because i don’t want to love, but because i’ve experienced so much terror and trauma behind that word, i know how much can change in moments that are so small. and i don’t want to make a promise and then have to keep it beyond unhappiness.
i am terrified of love the way most people see it. i’m terrified of this thing that wraps around me and chokes out my exquisite uniqueness to make me part of a ‘we’. i want to be me, love someone who is them and not mind that they sleep at night while i roam from room to room…but them not mind either.
the older that i get, the more that i survive fatal diseases, the more that i keep seeing my time here as this meteoric event. like i’m on fire, hurtling through these days, and i’m never going to be able to get it back…any of it. and i don’t want to live it doing what i think i should.
i want love. but i want my definition of it. not society’s, certainly not my family’s. i don’t share similar views on it with my friends. and my relationships keep not working. so maybe i’m wrong. but the love that i’ve known has changed me. i know that he loves me and i love him too, and this love changed me too…but the more i experience, the less that i know. and i certainly don’t know how or when to let go, or how to not let the bad that has broken me before not interfere with the good that is trying to hold me and protect me now.
love terrifies me because it is always someone who wants to look into my heart and see me, really see me, when all that i want to do is hide and break or someone who couldn’t care less that i’m wearing me on my sleeve for them while they’re taking all the things they demand for granted. i don’t know where the good goes.
i’m needy and menopausal and hormonal and hate myself for all of these things. literally…hate myself. and if i can’t love me, what’s the point of trying to believe that someone else does? i don’t know if love is what we think it is. i know it’s not some magic salve that makes everything better, takes away the loneliness just because i’m not alone. i just am not sure what it is capable of, or if i’m willing to let go and find out.
Come to the house if you fell like mourning
Go to the door where the locks are broken
Knock if you could just to give me warning
Ah what the hell I don’t deserve this
Leave me alone with the heat you’ve broken
All of the memories wasted moments
Think of the lies in the time we’ve spoken
Ah what the hell how could you do this
How could you do this
Everytime my heart been broken
You were there with softly spoken
Words that always made me nervous
You should know love scares me
wish for the best with the worst intentionsDull Science, A — Love Scares Me — http://ru.motolyrics.com/dull-science-a/love-scares-me-lyrics.html
Tend to forget when I thought I mentioned
Left all the knives in the downstairs kitchen
Ah what the hell you’re just not worth it
You’re just not worth it
Everytime my heart been broken
You were there with softly spoken
Words that always made me nervous
You should know love scares me
Relax 4x
Everytime my hearts been broken
You were there with softly spoken
Words that always made me nervous
You should know love scares me
Love scares me 3x