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March 10, 2009

prehistoric flower on the windowsill

chain

You know
love is complicated.
Factor in youth
and children
and money
and family.

It's the chains that bind you.
Or the chains that divide you.

Love is unpredictable.
Love is always great.

Love never lasts.

Love in that starry way.
That i would die for you way.

You have children.
Everything changes
you would die for them
if you are lucky

But, in the end,
none of us are lucky
because when you open yourself up
to monumental love

you are lost in it.


Posted by drowninginkids at 3:36 PM Permalink

Comments (23)

cupid

Well.............Love is .......a four letter word.........as is food, wine, beer, cake, shit and cash............all of which we can't live without............vicious circle..LOL

i can live without cake and beer.

Really beautiful, jess. This made me cry.

I HATE the way I love my children. It's too much. Of course I'd do it again in a heartbeat, but someone should have warned me how terrible it would be.

Joy

Our love for our children is truly both fantastically liberating, and incredibly stifling, isn't it? With my three, the sacrifices I make for them are given both so selflessly, and so grudgingly, all at the same time.

Yet, yet, I would not hesitate to do it all over again, in the same manner, but with *more*...

Victoria

Really pretty... :-)

flonfounk

daycleblecE wawSheaxy

Very interesting site. Hope it will always be alive!

I bookmarked this link. Thank you for good job!

It is the coolest site, keep so!

If you have to do it, you might as well do it right.

If you have to do it, you might as well do it right.

PEJHL4 Very interesting site. Hope it will always be alive!

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