it's not entirely incorrect to say (and admit, in my case), that "love" makes things alright..
sometimes, its the love for a person.. love for a thing.. a place.. some 'action'.. a happy place in your memory palace..
sometimes you can see.. sometimes its tangible.. sometimes not.. sometimes, its only the feelings.. the way you feel.. the way it brings a smile on your face, when you look back at it in retrospect..
sometimes, its the best 'pick-me-up' when you are in the downers..
for me, this specific love is not really in the tangibles.. coz, i cant really 'touch' it (sic).. yet, it doesnt qualify as the intangible either.. and today is yet another day when it proves its effectiveness in making things alright..
definitely not the best of my days today.. when my body's resistance is almost at its tethers.. the wbc's are definitely overworked.. and another prospect of a ruined weekend doing no good to the already worse feelings.. the glucose ditching me.. so, in short, im fucked..
and voila! nothing can be any more appropriate for the 'love' to kick in and sort things out! right? the favourite song, the inviting beats, the closing of the doors, and "twinkling toes" in business.. DANCE!!!!!!
almost half hour and it weaves its magic.. who gives a damned fuck about the glucose, anymore, eh?!
{the love for a person exists as well.. but, its too vulnerable.. the distance not really helping the cause.. and neither do the 'missing you' moments..}
so, whenever it doesnt look up, all you gotta do is put on your dancing shoes!
sometimes, its the love for a person.. love for a thing.. a place.. some 'action'.. a happy place in your memory palace..
sometimes you can see.. sometimes its tangible.. sometimes not.. sometimes, its only the feelings.. the way you feel.. the way it brings a smile on your face, when you look back at it in retrospect..
sometimes, its the best 'pick-me-up' when you are in the downers..
for me, this specific love is not really in the tangibles.. coz, i cant really 'touch' it (sic).. yet, it doesnt qualify as the intangible either.. and today is yet another day when it proves its effectiveness in making things alright..
definitely not the best of my days today.. when my body's resistance is almost at its tethers.. the wbc's are definitely overworked.. and another prospect of a ruined weekend doing no good to the already worse feelings.. the glucose ditching me.. so, in short, im fucked..
and voila! nothing can be any more appropriate for the 'love' to kick in and sort things out! right? the favourite song, the inviting beats, the closing of the doors, and "twinkling toes" in business.. DANCE!!!!!!
almost half hour and it weaves its magic.. who gives a damned fuck about the glucose, anymore, eh?!
{the love for a person exists as well.. but, its too vulnerable.. the distance not really helping the cause.. and neither do the 'missing you' moments..}
so, whenever it doesnt look up, all you gotta do is put on your dancing shoes!