the euphoria, the agony, the heat of the fights and the chill of the silence - yeah, i've been there -or rather, lost and trapped there, for a while too.
love is a treacherous thing.
it's sheer gambling to pin ur whole heart and soul on any single human being.yet, for desperados like Polly, there just is no other way .we need to grab sth, anything actually, to make sth of this transient existence.some connection, to hold onto in this whirlwind of a world.and when that "anything" comes into our life and the connection is made ,it's irreversibly transforming.
just like when i've made u mine and me urs,"us" is born and the "i" as who I was before I met u is gone.i'm melted and remolded , so i can grow into ur perfect match. i start my sentence more with "we" than "i". i am not exactly thinking about or of u every single minute,but almost in everything i do, i relate to u.
my heart is tattooed, in M,and how i wish to wear it like a badge, not a scar.
"it takes one to make another',it takes u to make me.
i wonder if it's the same 4 Polly.i,like so many,have escaped from and know that blackness .
it really just takes a dim light to lead one through. But, Polly got so lost in the loss of her lighthouse Tori that she was blind to the most basic & important reality/truth:she is one flaming torch of life herself.
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