What do you want to call it, love or strangers meeting .Well what ever you decided is fine by me , because it is real and because it is happening more and more today. Whom am I to say it is not love when he give you butterflies inside. No one knows but the two of you, just what you are feeling for someone. Should we care what others have to say or think about us ? I say no but who am I.
Love & feelings are different for each of us. A love hate relationship that just might be hard for a woman to get herself out of. She is not sure if he loves her one minute but turns right around and does something off the wall or better yet accuses her of cheating on him. I know that is no one likes to be accused of cheating.
Where am I ? as the hot water begin to touch every inch of my Carmel skin. As I look up to the shower head and begin to focus in on the water, a sadness enter my thoughts. Is this what love fells like? We argue and say some of the most heartless words to one another. Making sure to bring up the past. This can't be love from one human being to another. But why? am I here is the question at hand.Why?
