love is like getting wasted on too much alcohol

love is like getting wasted on too much alcohol...

it will bring you to a high for a specific amount of time, u do silly stuff which makes u feel so good and den u feel like sleeping it away and when you wake up, u feel like shite.. and den a few moments later, you try a different type of alcohol and its effect are mostly the same. jus depends on how much u decide to take.

am i in love?
i dunno...
am i drunk on love?
i dunno...
am i in like?
definately..

ere's so much that we could share but we never did. we distill everything and send text msges... we both want to commit i guess, but we both know we can't... time and situation doesn't permit it... i haf one day breaks and she works on the two days that i taste freedom. she live on one side and i live on the other... but we miss each other... imagine romeo and juliet, but add to the fact that juliet jus broke up with her boyfriend. and even though she closes her heart, they will see each other to settle some stuff on a daily basis. till the boyfriend gets deported to the "island" where romeo is now imprisoned. and until then, romeo decides to give juliet her space because thats what he has always done.. doin the "right" thing but wrong thing for himself. jus like a burning candle who shines light for others at the expense of himself. he was told for the first time that he most probably won't see her for a while. That was the first time tears formed in his eyes jus because he was told he cant see juliet anymore till a while later. why was romeo overcomed with such sadness? maybe it was because he spent the previous two days with her. and it was one of the more happier days ever since a long while.

though no matter how young juliet is, in her, he has seen mental strength and ethics and a way of thinking hardly much people her age posess.. so, now, we are at act 3. where romeo has to face feign death and await to see if juliet comes with an antidote or a dagger to his tomb.

so now he wonders, how does a single guy who spends his days idly and suddenly only get to go home once a week find his dearie when he cant do it when he has loads of time? he wonders that too.

and he wonders. why would 2 gods fight for him. he is slowly slipping away from one, yet he wants to hold onto him. anyways, in camp, it seems i'm honing other skills.. now i believe i can feel for auras... the only shitty part is that, i can feel them, but i dunno what to make of them.. practiced energy ball, shielding, distribution among body, letting others sap my excess energies... itz good to haf a watcher around too. makes life less yet more complicated. and with that, i'm scaring my buddy away... haha...