Trash Talk

In a world where the superficial seems to rule over the human psyche, it just makes it more difficult to find for a long lost love. Or is it really?

You just don't simply bump around somebody and feel the spark of attraction instantly, at that very moment. And more often than not, the preference will not necessarily translate to the other person's liking. I guess love just doesn't come along easily. It just doesn't work in a snap. It has to be made with the right ingredients - all mixed together to come up with one zesty, jolty and consummate concoction.

A lot had tried. A lot had failed. A few had succeeded or so I think.

Some feel it in a positive and creative way while some treat it as some jarred to the heart all the way to the brain. Maybe there are just people meant to spend their lifetime alone. People who somewhat find gratification and solace within their own skin. Within their beings. Maybe this love thing is only limited to those who believed. To those who have faith in it.

I would like to think I belong to the latter. I need to be. I gotta be.

A quintessential believer of love to come not so far from now.

Cupid, if you ever hear me, deliver my heart to the person who will take care of it in this lifetime and to the next - a perennial lover.