how high is the price of love?

if love were standing in front of me
and asked me; 'what are you prepared to give me?'

i dont know what i would say. Wait. Maybe i'd ask: ''what have i done to you? Why did you jerk me around like that?'' And then i'd shake him till his thoughts get whirled around like mine do.
like a storm in a glass of water.
And still, whatever hapens and who ever sent my feelings to war: i still believe in the power of love. Maybe i'm stupid. Maybe naive. But maybe hope dies last. Even though my heart is lying in pieces on the ground right now and other poeple are dancing and samba on it. I can feel that in the end, love will give me a chance. Its just that its hard not to lose faith. Especially when love stabs you in the back, you will have doubts. Because love also hurts.

I wish i could get my courage back to leave the past behind me. With renewed strength, without old wounds. Thats why i let my soul write these words.

xoxo Mishelle