12/5/18

Skittles: I can taste the rainbow

I was trying to explain to my best friend why I won't date the person he's trying to set me up with. They don't have "it". Everyone I've loved in the past, I mean truly loved, has it. It doesn't go away, it doesn't diminish. One can't buy it, learn it, acquire it. You either have it or you don't there is no way to get it. I don't know what it is I can just feel it. imagine before we have all the science and technology to tell the difference between mountains and volcanoes. Now before it erupts, smokes, causes earthquakes, or any active signs of being a volcano, how did they figure out if it was a mountain or a volcano? You can see it, can't taste it, can't hear it, and can't feel it. Volcanos smell different than mountains. They smell like sulfur. But they didn't know what sulfur was back then. They didn't have a word for it and not everyone can smell the volcano at first. They just knew that they could smell it and it was. I just know I can feel it and it is. I can't live someone romantically without it.

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