Love_Lost_And_Loved_Again...or_Do_You_Really

Love Lost And Loved Again...or Do You Really Loved And Lost and loved again…or do you really' When I was fifteen years old, I fell into something so weird and crazy. It was love. I never wanted the feeling to leave but when it abandoned me, like a dog that lost a limb, I didn’t think I would ever want to grasp that feeling again. So, what I did I was took that love I had, wrapped it in a metal box, chained it to a rock, and dropped it deep in the ocean of my heart. Now that I am older, I’m searching for my box and can’t seem to find it. It’s sad to say but when dropping an emotion so important as love, one must be prepared to have to dig deep within the recesses of the human heart. The most unexpected person came along to rescue my heart before it was lost forever, my son. The love from him will never fade like so many other types of love. I cherish him and will respect our love forever. I realize that from the first tug of the heart until one finds the joy of experiencing the love, heart, one, right, day, say, out, son, something, mommy, way, times, someone, never, make, lost, little, know, just, it’s, hard, game, friends, feel, each, comes, become, while, until, unexpected, that’s, really, person, perfectly, moment