At the edge of eternity

There is no time. There is only now.

If you meant to love someone yesterday — be sure to love them today. Otherwise, set them free — liberate them for eternity.

Loving on the edge

Do you remember the first time you told someone you were in love with them?

I felt nauseated by the butterflies fluttering around my guts. Add the endless chitter chatter from the drunken monkeys jumping around my mind — It’s a miracle I didn’t pass out.

I guess the feeling could be likened to jumping out of a plane, seemingly senseless — yet you do it anyway.

How much are you willing to risk on love?

It’s your naked vulnerability, in three little words.

‘I love you’

Falling down

The fall is a leap of faith — hoping your parachute does not fail.

There they were, three words breathed into life. Like lanterns, floating in the air between us.

A sense of panic built, more fluttering, more chitter chatter. The sense of falling, is making less and less sense. What’s more, I’m now falling at hyper speed — the ground is hurtling towards me in an unfriendly manner. That parachute, would be good right now.

I cross my arms in front of my face, in a swift Wakanda salute style.

I can’t slow down, I’m going to crash. Somehow, I don’t mind.

This feeling, this aliveness — this is why fools fall in love.

‘Aargghh!’