and perhaps i am a fool for what i believe of love of what i do, what i feel, what i see and if so it all thus ends here but even a fool deserves some space in the absence of solace for many will many brand me wrong for the thoughts that i conceived and set free of how i love as i love you so free for i feel love unlike the millions and i love with a love 1 in 10 million and they say that i am wrong that my "love" to love's domain can never belong and yet i do as i feel the spirit of searing touches and summer heat of going against the tide of something that is more than just pride but yet the truth makes me see and my tears fall to drown me in its sea for love is now named greed reborn..to feed the wishes of one's soul no matter whoever else falls for even love is not enough to quench the soul's thirst for acceptance, for assurance to feed the mind's hunger of knowing nothing left to chance for it is not enough for us to be loved but only to be only loved and if not..the one loved the most and i ask, as tears fall down, as i love you for who you are, how can you see of my love as dead stars?