When I was young, I thought I knew what love was all about. But I was young and stupid, and ended up with a knife plunged in my chest. With a piece of my heart cut out. It took almost 10 years for me to believe I was strong enough for another chance at love. Wrong, I end up with another knife plunged in my heart, with different finger prints on the blade. It has been 13 years till now, when I know I am ready to give love another chance. Tired of living a Greek tragedy, ready for a fairy tale romance. I told a woman, I only had half a heart to offer her. But she replied, that alright. I will put yours with mine, and we will have a heart that beats as one. Maybe now my fairy tale romance will come true. I would be happy to have it come from them pages of Beauty and the Beast.
Posted on: Wed, 18 Sep 2013 14:13:02 +0000
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