"Time is how you spend your love." Because life has little else worth living for, am I right people? ...Don't answer that! Just accept, and I'll promise to try and do the same. This phrase begs the following question: If you spend your time alone are you only loving yourself?... Or are you not even doing a good job at that?
If so, is all the time I've spent alone lately a waste of love?
I am doing OK but not a whole lot better than that. I feel as if I am on this bus, even as I take the picture. I've had lots of thoughts about being old and alone and without company and frankly it scares me a bit. Nevertheless, I don't see this as my fate, but merely as a warning sign. Life is too good to spend it alone. Alone is a waste of love spent, and I may have lots of time left, but love is not a thing to be taken in passing moments; it is the moments that make life feel whole, even if not the dreamy stuff of romance.
onsdag, november 02, 2005
The Lonely Bus
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What if there's no one TO love?
Then you're shit outta luck, aren't you?
Bitter, bitter.
What about loving Sophie? Hanah? April? Mike? Me? maybe even your sister?... A beautiful sunset? those moments that happen out of nowhere and change your day when you didn't even ask them to? Need I say more?
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