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I was rummaging through my room today, in an attempt to tidy and clean before the big move, and I found a song entitled the glory of love. There's a line there that says

There's so many things I want to say
I will always love you
I would never leave you
but life had us walk another path

It got me thinking. Is it possible to care and love for someone of whom one do not wish to meet or speak too? Can one really love someone and not want anything to do with them at the same time? It is a puzzlement I can't quite grasp but I think it may be a rather deep reality and sad one of that.

unbuckled

Come in to my world, wish to show you where I keep my thought and hide my flaws from plain sight. I'd let you in to my bed and I'd get to know you as well. We share a life of regrets and pains. Our thoughts and discussions seem to revolve around our fears it seems to take on a sinister, yet comforting atmosphere. We painted the room with knowledge, fantasy, love and most of all trust. You cut your hair, and I feared the expression that grew on your face. Yet I found a comfort there, and so we went on, trusted souls till death, and a strong unbuckled friendship.