static

i believe in love, but i know that nobody cares today, not about me personally in the life i live, not the caring that is a verb… there is limited long distance caring, even from those who live around me, but no investment in the interactions, no compelling concern to help or take notice or truly know… it may be that the world was never meant for one who would die for love, but surely the intensity is not too much for everyone… i wander the streets, the social scenes, the private parties, the dinners and dances and movies and shows… face after face pass before my eyes and so rarely is there eye contact, so rarely is there a genuine smile of caring, no less an action… and perhaps this is the world as i have made it, but still, i believe in love… and i believe i am open to it, actually doing it, and hoping…