The art of love

Human body is artistic,
In sense that the way how we move and the way how we act,
Love is an art as well,
The love speech and the love making is an art,
The taste of the tongue and the way how it linger is an art,
The way how the body reacts upon the touch of other human is an art,
The lovely words has its uniqueness and touches the soul of the lover,
Love make people do things that they never thought they are capable of,
yet for others to feel that it is a quixotic practice, but
If an artist express their emotion with art,
Lovers express theirs with 'artistic' love.

So things doesn't turn out the way how i wanted it to be...

Life can be tricky sometime and its so unpredictable.
When u think u know what u want and u think what u did is the right thing, then think again,
I've never known that i can be an indecisive person when it comes to love,
Interesting experience and it has not been an easy one either.
What more can u ask in a life then to be loved by someone that you love?
The color of my life is the people around me,
I never noticed how precious and valuable someone to me until i lost it,
Love is dangerous but if u play it right its the greatest feeling any ecstasy can give.

So it begin..

I grow up thinking a lot and out loud.
It is my nature to question life as life had questioned me,
The existence of human nature is mysterious,
Why am i here and why are u here?
I questioned things that confused me,
I see and feel things differently,
I know what am i capable of but i'm not in control of it,
Striving for the greatness in life and yet in the end it won't last,
nothing last in this world, death will come to meet us,
the only thing that i feel worth living is to appreciate the people around you,
it is them that makes you feel alive and belong.
If only i can see things differently,
If only i can have a simpler thought,
If only i know how to satisfy my needs and curiosity,
If only i know how to shut my feelings,
I won't be this miserable, i won't feel this lonely, i won't feel like a freak...
I love my life and i appreciate my life. It is just that there is one point where i dont want to feel anymore because it is burning a hole into my heart, I can feel the wound inside my heart is getting bigger and deeper. I hate this feeling and i hate the fact that my feelings had over powered my brain.