Watch out for love (unless it is true, and every part of you says yes including the toes), it will wrap you up like a mummy, and your scream won't be heard and none of your running will run.
I know of no better answer to the foul practices that confront our young people than the teachings of a mother, given in love with an unmistakable warning.
Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.
My father said that love at first sight should send you running, if you know what's good for you. It's your dark pieces having instant recognition with their dark pieces, he says. You're an idiot if you think it means you've met your soul mate. So I was an idiot.
Away! Away! Tempt me no more insidious love.
Love is a rose But you better not pick it. It only grows When it's on the vine. Handful of thorns And you'll know you missed it. You lose your love When you say the word MINE.
Be happy, honey. No one deserves it more. But don't forget... I'm keeping one little piece of your heart for myself. And if you ever want it back.. .you know where to find it.
You have to promise you won't fall in love with me.
I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.
God help the man who ever really loves you.
