it’s when you’re in love with a married man…
STUPIDITY. i hate it more than anything else. yet i just realized that i’ve been stupid these past months.
it’s amazing how this world could make you feel ecstatic at one time, and depressed the second you realized you’ve been feeling ‘more than happy’. and then you couldn’t bring back the time (how i wish i could). all you have are broken pieces, tangling strands of hopeful memories.
then maybe it’s true that the love we can not have is the one that lasts the longest, hurts the deepest, and feels the strongest. then maybe love is a mental illness, but a pleasurable one. it’s a drug. it distorts reality, and that’s teh point of it. it would be impossible to fall in love with someone that you really saw.
believe me, i’ve been through it. it’s the same feeling when you suddenly find out that you’re in love with a married man.
January 15th, 2006 at 5:48 am
Well I’ve never been in love with a married man. not really. perhaps just infatuated. however there’s a thin line between love and infatuation making my first two statements end up as a denial. of what? of either way..
but love has its complications like any drug. i hate to quote Pink but her song makes sense “..you’re just like a pill instead of making me better you’re making me ill..” something to that effect.. whether its for a married man or not, platonic or romantic love can be the most beautiful thing and then it can also be toxic. but i’d have to say love for a married man is like taking a pain killer when not in pain. it kills nothing but rather becomes bad for the body and in turn becomes the pain.