How can you give your love to someone else yet share your dreams with me? Vanessa has said it all ... What is love? Does anyone know? I thought I knew once but it appears my idea is so different from that of others. Maybe I love too much. I would walk miles and miles to see my love. I think sacrifice is a part of love. Aren't we supposed to want the one we love to be happy even if we don't always get our way? I would imagine if people truly loved each other, they would both be happy, making it happen. Give and take ... isn't that what is is all about? I want to make the lives of other easier if I can. Maybe I've been a young fool and I am turning into an old fool. But if it means a choice of sacrifice or selfishness, I'll take the sacrifice.
Do you think you die when you just don't care anymore. I had an elderly German friend once who got so discouraged by the world and he would say, "What we can do?" in his sweet accent. He finally gave up one day and I really think at the moment of his giving up, he started to die. God bless you my dear Mr. Vegh, wherever you are. Thank you for being in my life.
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