I posted a quote by C.S. LEWIS, “To love is to be vulnerable.” to which my friend replied, “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies”. I told him that I didn’t necessarily agree with that idea and he asked me if I was sure I was doing it right.
This is what I said: I believe each individual has one soul, that we own it and IT (if we can own nothing else) at least that alone is truly ours. I think to love is to bare your soul to another, because your soul is your most precious and fragile possession. And so by baring it you are entrusting it to another. You are trusting a person to look into the depths of you and into your innermost self. That is love.
I don’t know why I posted this, but after I wrote it I felt a release, like a weight had been lifted from me. I have not written something so heartfelt in a long, long, time.
"Sorry that the phone calls ain’t too routine
Just been runnin’ around the globe tryin’ to do my thing
Sometimes the weeks fly a little too fast
And sometimes I go to sleep a little too trashed
Other times I’m not sittin’ on enough cash
And other times today feels too much like the past”
This was always my favorite
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