Monday 29 September 2014

YOU ARE THE WORST




My frame of reference of love has always come from literature
In my brooding youth Bronte encapsulated my view point thusly

The trouble is not that I’m single and likely to stay single
But that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.

But as I grew up, my darkening view was more Shakespeare
Love is merely a madness and I tell you
Deserves as well a dark house and a whip as mad men do

But now,
Now, since you;
To my abject horror, my view on love can be better described by Nicholas Sparks in the 
NOTEBOOK

It’s not easy, it’s hard
You have to work at it

But if you are worth it
It is tremendously life altering

I’m saying this out loud
In front of this crowd, the sky and all of the Heavens to witness

Because I want you, I want all of you

I love you

Forever


(Or something like that.)

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