A Myth Called Love

I wrote these words a while back. Whatever a while really means. They came after a lover told me "I love you". This is something that is usually a pinnacle point in a relationship. Though in this case they were only words. They were words from a mind that from my view, had forgotten the heart. "I love you" said to another in a careless manner can destroy lives, destroy hearts, and unfold untold pain. So please before you tell another you love them, send this sentiment in and through your heart. If it doesn't quite seem to fit out. Know there isn't a rush on such things. Your heart will send it out to meet another when the time is right. Or more so, when time has become an afterthought. When you both become together, timeless. 

"In a time when the sun was travelling below the horizon. A girl began a quest for a myth called true love. She searched for love in the longing gaze of another, the cold embrace of frequent lovers, and beautifully adorned promises that dripped from supple lips. Wading through this forest of forget me nots she even stumbled upon this drug called love. She took it with the one with the arctic eyes. Though soon after, addiction cloaked there high. They awoke in a rusting cell in a prison of co dependence. They begged, and pleaded to be released. Then begged for another hit. Another fix, and they could love each other. This would all go away. Suddenly she remembered a pin in her hair, and picked the love lock. The girl freed herself, and the one with the hills in his hair. She ran to the Oracle of the seas, and asked. " Will true love ever be?" The answer was silence stroking the girl's hair with ripples of wind. Just then in the womb of silence a glow began to creep into the dark horizon. The girl's heart began to fill with something indescribable. A golden orb began to lift into union with the darkness of the sky. Illuminating, and burning through her heart. Filling her with what she had been searching for all along. Love."

Marisha