The Word...Love

I've been telling myself that i do not wanna fall in love, or all sort of, because i can't afford a brokenhearted feeling. Those feelings when you feel like you are breathing fire every time you inhale and exhale that so called oxygen. But it's not life if you can plan everything as you wished right? Some people i've let go in the past, are back in the present. I am not too sure what for. But that tickles a bit of my fancy. There has to be an answer to this, only not right now. Maybe i just need a little patient. And let things flow. Because who knew, somebody actually drew a smile back to my face. :) www.mypsychodelicmind.wordpress.com and www.cherylmarella.tumblr.com