Re: Dashuria eshte egoiste!
You question:
What was my love?
I say:
More greed, than giving.
More carelessness, than caring.
More leech, than love.
Out of blood, container discarded.
You say:
No, for I loved you.
No, for I sacrificed for you.
No, for I craved you.
I say:
Yes, for you deny it still.
Yes, for you're living it still.
Yes, for you must try to accept it,
the mistake of selfish love.
You question:
My selfish love was hasty and hungry?
I say:
Was brutal and boastful,
draining and demanding.
You question:
What step shall I take for selfless love?
I say:
Let it alone to freeze,
Forget the existence of loathing,
Strike out the new prospect,
Change beginnings of the pattern,
Forget what may never have worked anyway,
And, my friend,
Try it again.