Title: That's so raven;

This term - love, has been mentioned so many times, but when does it really spark off. What does it really feels like? Just like a spark, just goes like snap, that's it?

Was love ever meant to be? It's a term that teenagers use & well, they treat puppy love & recognize it as true love. Well, it's just like a crass Hollywood. Crass love, what a term.

But I guess, the butterflies you get when you see him smile. The frisson feeling when your heart flips. The wonderful love feeling, the great & sacred that one's willing to give up everything worth.

It's kinda like putting love in a refrigerator, & finding out your freezer has melted. (Yeah, its just an absurb analogy though)

Not trying to mean anything, but gosh, doesn't this love thing makes you all screechy & even old geezers can enjoy & get the joy of it, instance. Just like Maggie Mee.

So, love, being without it, does it feels like life without food? Is it sufficient for us to survive through the times without anything elses?

I wonder.

Labels: Love.