I have no idea when I wrote this one but it is my A2 format notebook so let's dive into Love.
The reason why love ended. Love. Each one. Must be treat special.
Stingy approach to life, read: save money for the future and no future with, no the same dreams, values, goals, life styles will eventually kill the love sooner than can even bloom. But without experiences there will be no poetry, songs, novels, movies, theatrical acts, art... Reading and rewriting this again brings awareness. Still not a mother, not a wife but free within values which I promise I will never give away for someone ever again. Passion, Lust, Attraction, Attachment is not Love. Lesson learnt. For my humble feeling and understanding, Love is that you go together through Life supporting not killing dreams but by making them united as one big dream, life goal, and purpose within the spectrum of the same values.
Love is in the air
So love as you would for the first time
Otherwise is just unfair
That's why people have affair
None of the rhyme
Is any crime
Honest speech
Now they call it hate speech
What a nonsense to be hurt by troll
So strangers do roll
So don't get sad
Or even mad
Don't talk to me about lack of money
That's not at all funny
If I could fall for all this
And I am just much younger Miss
Increase your ability to spontaneous trips
And in a nice restaurant give some good tips
Take me to do live gigs
And let's dance until being sweat as dirty pigs
My and your life was full of dirty smelly shit
So let's make it now the best seasonal hit
Otherwise, it seems as if trying to put a tint needle on a heavy hummer
Instead of feeling like dancing in the middle of hot summer
Bring me to magic places
Take me to the fastest Formula 1 races
So I could feel closer to the stars
And even hold Elon's hand and fly to Mars
And for the moment be in the space
You will see my smiling face
And that's worth millions
Even some folks say trillion
I wanna feel the stars
For real
Not with any peel
You know I am not a fan
And one of the reasons I dislike you as a man
It is your ability to stop dreaming
And believing
We do not need money to travel
We can hitchhike as heroes Marvel
I have done it hundreds times
It is so good as the interviews on Vice
Otherwise it is just grey
No any other colour, another the same boring day
I wanna be close to You
And sing the sweet song of birds instead of cow's mooo
I wanna be treat special
And receive treatment for the whole body and facial
I deserve all of that
Otherwise life seems as already dead
I dream about family
Maybe even a a son call Billy
And second one baby boy name Willy
And the little girl Lilly
With her twin sister Milly
So they could make each other silly
And none will question them by repeating constantly, really?
And maybe later on when those four will grow
one more daughter with a name Polly
So she would look as sweet Dolly
Years passed
And you never decided
Be just brave
In life real goal
As being on the high wave
So you will feel
In your heart as tall
And stop counting never ending pay bill
If you are not able to feel what I need and lost
Who I could love the most
Let me be free
We will sort out all the fee
As you know, I do not like to be fed with lies
But instead, bake a lot of pies
And I could be a mother
And meet the right man who wants to be a father
Have a lovely garden and little or big house
Where even Coolio would like the mouse
I do not regret killing
As the thought as you said doing it alone would make me a sick feeling
Though choice
But this was our last voice
Abortion is not an easy option
But sometimes better than to leave with adoption
Time is tic tac
This is a poem full of fact
What can break the love
Which never was pure as dove
More like a hot stove
Passion is not a love
It needs a cosy warm glove
Maybe one day one of us
Will end-up in the dust
And in my imagination
As there is no between us communication
I will play again with Murph
Who would be by my kids called Big Smurph
I see the Life point
Sorry for me there was never space for joints
Healthy LifeStyle
It is not as hard as converting 1 km to 1 mile
To let go, it is a big choice
As for the years giving away favourite toys
So be on this journey with me
Or as I said before let me be free
This was 2016, to Ciarán. June - Iceland = Freedom. Romance. Big Boom. The End.
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