Amour?
I'm not sure that love is anything like I imagined. Photo Credit: Susie Tanian I'm not sure that anything I imagined comes close to the life I live now. I'm not sure that the life I live now is any more meaningful than someone else's. I'm not sure that anyone else's life might not be in a parallel universe. I'm not sure that all possible universes are waiting for me to enter every moment. I'm not sure every moment will ever stop existing. I'm not sure if existence is real. I'm not sure that being real might not be the essence of love. I'm not sure if love is letting go or letting be. I'm not sure. I'm sure of that. Authors Note : these thoughts just sprang from my brain so I went with them.
