Your Way

I read somewhere that once 'I love you' is uttered in a love poem, the poem instantly loses its meaning. I've been thinking and writing recently about love, and that as nice as it is to write about such a thing, there really is no point. As nothing can express love better than love itself.

When love strikes, metaphors about roses and lovehearts and weeping in the rain become totally redundant and embarrassingly trivial...

This captures the essence of love so beautifully and so simply. Leonard wins my heart once more:

The Sweetest Little Song

You go your way

I'll go your way too.

- Leonard Cohen

Which brought to mind this quote: “Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction” Antoine de Saint-Exupery