They said someday you'll find
All who love are blind
Oh, when your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
For a lucky few, the hazy cloud clears after a brief spell allowing them that crucial moment of clarity to extinguish the burning flames in their heart. Yet that doesn't come true for all; in fact sometimes that smoke coalesces into a permanent fog blinding lovesick fools who fall into the same trap time and again.
Which brings me to my point. Not too along ago, Mercurial Marshall was involved in a singularly perilous relationship with a manly discreet fellow. Since Marshall's quite obviously sexy, free and single now, I don't have to tell you that particular mésalliance didn't end very well.
Paul : Out on a date again this evening?
Marshall : Yeah, with the... *ahem* fellow.
Paul : The manly discreet fellow who prefers secret assignations in abandoned parking lots?
Marshall : That's the one.
Paul : You know manly and discreet probably means he's married with a passel of kids?
Marshall : No!
Paul : That's what you said the last time.
Marshall : It can't happen twice!
I know most of us have certain types that we all fall for. The brash bad boy. The sappy sentimental sonneteer. Me, I have a thing for cute bespectacled nerds I can pin to a wall. But if you've ever been hurt once by a certain type, maybe even twice, I would figure you'd be a little wary of trying it out again. Yet Marshall insists that it isn't so.
Seriously though, love isn't blind. It's the languishing lovelorn who are. Enough that you'd be tempted to douse them in icy water just to clear the smoke from their eyes.
All who love are blind
Oh, when your heart's on fire
You must realize
Smoke gets in your eyes
For a lucky few, the hazy cloud clears after a brief spell allowing them that crucial moment of clarity to extinguish the burning flames in their heart. Yet that doesn't come true for all; in fact sometimes that smoke coalesces into a permanent fog blinding lovesick fools who fall into the same trap time and again.
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| Oh Mother of God, those fools... |
Paul : Out on a date again this evening?
Marshall : Yeah, with the... *ahem* fellow.
Paul : The manly discreet fellow who prefers secret assignations in abandoned parking lots?
Marshall : That's the one.
Paul : You know manly and discreet probably means he's married with a passel of kids?
Marshall : No!
Paul : That's what you said the last time.
Marshall : It can't happen twice!
I know most of us have certain types that we all fall for. The brash bad boy. The sappy sentimental sonneteer. Me, I have a thing for cute bespectacled nerds I can pin to a wall. But if you've ever been hurt once by a certain type, maybe even twice, I would figure you'd be a little wary of trying it out again. Yet Marshall insists that it isn't so.
Seriously though, love isn't blind. It's the languishing lovelorn who are. Enough that you'd be tempted to douse them in icy water just to clear the smoke from their eyes.
7 comments:
I too find it easy to comment and give succinctly erudite views to my love-besotted friends until... I fall in love. Then I become a silly fool. After the affair, I even gasped and think, "what happened to me? What did I see in that, that...". Then after some time when least expected, comes that familiar quickening of the pulse and... here I go again. A fool never learns. At least, this fool never did. I seem to walk around with a sign, front and back, saying "Hurt Me! Hurt Me! Hurt Me!"
Think I'm quite the opposite, think too much with my head. Takes a long while for me to fall and I usually overthink it.
I was actually browsing the net to look for bedtime stories and it happened i end up to ur blog..nice! Over-thinking sometimes ruins you,ruins the situation,twists thing around,makes you worry and just makes everything much worse than it actually is..
I was the one who posted the first comment. Reading it again, I find that it didn't give a complete picture. One has to admit that the TLRs seldom last long because one expects too much from it. One expects too much commitment from the other party, perhaps too soon. When a relationship becomes too restrictive, one or the other will try to break free, initial love notwithstanding. I don't think any of us should feel that we are doomed to have only short term relationships. I am ever the optimist
Thanks, chicstarz. True overthinking can be detrimental sometimes - for his sake, I hope he comes out relatively unscathed!
Same here, anon :) ALways the optimist here.
Hey,i thought i'm the only 1 that loves cute-bespectacled nerds,welcome to the club!:D
You mean the picture of the cutie, ash.. Oh definitely.
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