What the hell is love anyway? You know, the consenting adult connection thing. Where the hell does that emotion come from? How can it be so strong, so powerful, that it takes over your intelligent thinking, your logical thinking?
I wish there was an elixir, a pill, a patch, any damn thing to protect you from that emotion.
Sure it’s great at first. You feel like you’re walking on a cloud, you can hear every bird sing, you can hear the leaves rustle from soft breezes in the trees. Everything smells good, tastes good, feels good. You sleep like a baby at night to the lullaby of […]