Love, Belle and Other Catastrophes
Love nowadays feels like a difficult subject to grasp and even more to write about. It seems like no one is looking for love anymore (not even in the wrong places) but are rather involved in a strange mix and run game. Mix some sex with alcohol and run away as soon as you can for a perfect combination of love and guilt. It is however my feeling that it has not always been like this. I do recall the times when love was like Belle’s lyrics, they come so natural and effortless and leave you with a constant feeling of joy and sweet bitterness. Summers of love that are always left shinning in our memory and bear in our hearts forever, like small trophies of catastrophic loves that seem to define our lives and how we choose to love forever. It may not be the times after all, it may just be the memories that still haunt us, and for that, I will need to put on a new track and carry on.Random thoughts Inspired by “Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying”, which has been constantly playing in my head from the first time I’ve heard it years ago..
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