Cheesy
Would I ever love anyone? Would anyone ever love me again?
I can't think of any friend, lover or stranger that has never asked me this question.
When I sit across these people, in a bar, they are all looking for an answer
I can say many things that might make them feel somewhat comfortable or entertained,
but I normally prefer answering it without an answer
How can you be sure you won't die tomorrow, leaving that promised princess that was sworn to you at age 5,
alone
We fall in love very easily with the best and worst parts of people
There hasn't been a complete person to me
but bits of lovely features I find in so many
I am mostly very into one person at a time
How can I discover and unveil part of someone I love
if i don't go deep in the ocean looking for the ugliest prehistoric creatures I could find
those creatures that need very little light
that look like pieces of burnt skin swimming on high pressure muggy water
they survive by breathing very slowly
they survive by eating death that falls from the light places above
they are all part of us
that part that you will only see if you sink
there is nothing virginal about any of us
we all fall victim of prefabricated virtues
when we go down the road of life
we start dismembering these sick parts
that prevent us
from really approaching the end of everything