Life In Fuschia...

~*Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter - Martin Luther King Jr.*~

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

The Just Of Words...

Words only have meaning for moments in time.
When the moments pass, the words become just words.
People always have good intentions.
But when love is gone, the intent does not exist.
Love will change you.
More so when you land, than when you are on the clouds.
In flight, you lose track of the ground.
Lovers promise you their ears and shoulders for all of time.
But you find promises are only to get you through.
Everything is a moment.
Everything goes away.
Love gets lost in translation...

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