Saturday, March 18, 2017

Simple Math

Simple Math

First- I have just realised why we cannot work this out.
Second- Nothing seems to make things right, does it?
FirstWe are so naive. There is no compromise in love. You cannot mould it, shape it, or organise it There is no tailoring, adapting or conceding- Contolling love is the same as cramming air into a sieve.
- So, now you understand why I can be your lover, but I will never be your friend.
Second - I will try to do the math.
(Gerry Aldridge ©2017)