When I was younger, I dreamt of love
A tale so sweet I had constant toothaches
Like cinderella; I wanted to find a prince who loved me for my heart
Or like sleeping beauty, a prince who could awaken my fantasies and bring them to life
Only when I grew up, I realized it was not that easy.
Love was demanding...
Love was sacrificial...
Love is painful.
Even though it could be beautiful, when given in the right amount
Just a little more salt could spoil the mix, and a little more love could turn suffocating.
I remain grateful that I came out of it alive.
As a child I remember I once heard someone say \"Love is blind\". I never quite understood
until I experienced the anxiety of falling into the unknown.
A journey among others to discover new landscapes.
Love is a song sang by all, until you are alone singing the last line...
wishing you had never put the record on.