Fires

Fires run through my body --
the pain of loving you.
Pain runs through my body with the fires of my love for you.
Sickness wanders my body with my love for you.
Pain like a boil about to burst with my love for you.
Consumed by fire with my love for you.
I remember what you said to me.
I am thinking of your love for me.
I am torn by your love for me.
Pain and more pain.
Where are you going with my love?
I'm told you will go from here.
I am told you will leave me here.
My body is numb with grief.
Remember what I've said, my love.
Goodbye, my love, goodbye.

-anonymous Kwakiutl Indian poem

Heard this in a video suggested by a friend in which Helen Fisher talks about her scientific ideas on love based on brain reactions. - Harshad

What About..?

What about the person you Love?

What about the person who loves you?

Can they be same? Is a question stuck in whirlpool?

What about word compromise?

And what about word sacrifice?

Do they have same meaning? It’s always hard to decide.

What about what we do for others?

And What about what we get from them?

Well this see-saw balance is never neutral in Life game.

What about you ? 

And What about me ?

The only common thing is we both can read .