Love is a Mystery

My aim is to understand love and life in general.  Somethings are like a mystery to me. It's kind of like am torn between two worlds, sorry that's not even possible because it's just 'one' world now. I feel like am being stupid. But answer me a question, which would you choose?, a relationship where the other loves you to pieces and yours measures a little more than a drop of rain or a relationship where you love the other greatly but his love that's if there is any at all, is little. Why am I happier with little than more. God! I could never understand love I fear, practically, it seems I want to hurt my self judging by my choice. But no, for everything man does or say, there is a reason, so I must have one for choosing this path. For a long time now this choice I made has been fair to me at least to the best of my knowledge.

My aim is to understand love.. I feel like am not loving enough, I know am holding back, I know I can give more than I have already. I think one of the reasons why I love this 'little love' more is because I hate obsessive love, don't love me too much.. just love me simply. If I go more than this I will spill too much than I intended.

Although my aim is to understand love, and although I suffer to think of the people to whom I gave my heart, I see that those who touched my heart failed to arouse my body and that those who aroused my body failed to touch my heart... Life is a mystery.

Someone's diary.

Whoops, June is here! I want it to roll as fast as it's younger lad(May) and be triple productive for us all. Show some love even to people who don't deserve it and always pray for Nigeria!