I came to
pen another poem for you,
but even every unwritten poem
I came to
How is it possible, you ask, for love to be greater than the person who does the loving? That’s because love defies the rules of reason. It is the only exception.
Fantasy Is Not Reality, it is unrealistic to expect your future mate to match your fantasies.
I searched everywhere for love.
I knocked on every door
and turned over every stone.
But it was only until I returned home
that I found love
waiting for me.
New rules. If you are smart enough to live, you won’t hit Charles’s mate in front of his father.
Choosing a mate is not a matter of can they do the job, rather will they. A partner of “potential” doesn’t make for a happy marriage. Their actions have to be in line with your needs.
You think that you’ve moved on.
That you’re happier
and now that you think about it –
you’re quite glad
that it didn’t work out
because you are free
You’re so happy.
And it’s better this way.
let me tell you my reasons,”
you say. “Let me explain
what I mean.”
After hours of telling
your neighbour and
and the girl on the bus,
“So, you see? I’m happier now.
I’m a winner because I always bet on you.
I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities – as if your love could be any more complete. But I write, in the first place,
because of you, my muse. I write for your green eyes to glance at my humble words and for the pleasure of hearing you utter them.
To most Americans, a dog is a potential mate. To some Chinese, a dog is potential meat.