Either you are sorting it out, or you are full of it.

Monday, September 21, 2009

False Start #21

Perhaps it goes like this:

Passion is the thief who accosts you in the night, suddenly, and without warning.

Love is the one who robs you in broad daylight, in front of witnesses gasping, “You let it happen. You let it happen.”

What these onlookers don’t know is that you let it happen because you were in shock. It was the same person who robbed you in the night.

posted by ferret at 1:40 am  

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