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food for thought.

Love is like a taxi.
If you wait for it, it won't come.
It's not that the taxi won't come,
there just aren't any empty cars.
That is the worst thing.
Maybe i may find one on another street.

If i glance back, I just missed another.
but it won't come if i just wait.
If you look for it, it won't come either.
It just won't come,
It won't just come to any one person.

but when you give up and started walking,
they suddenly come all at once.

Love is like a taxi,
You'll never know when it'll come.
Till that time comes, you're just a figure,
lost in the darkness.

But when the headlights of the taxi finally shine on you,
That's the first time that you'll be able to affirm your existence.
Your heart beats quickly from seeing your lover's smile.
But at the same time,
From your lover's words,
from the painful memories that scar your heart,
you too, realise that you're present and alive.
We start to see the person that we really are --
The person that slowly starts to desire, the person that isn't cool
and we struggle to face those facts.

Falling in love is a helpless state.
It is a hurtful, agonising illness,
making you writhe in pain.
Alas, that revolution with a name called "love",
that thing that will prompt strength to overcome
is the numbing sensation we get the instant
our beloved comes into contact with us.

At that moment, relying on the welcoming light, go ahead and fall in love.

--from the first episode of "love revolution" (:

pardon the messy translation--just something that really struck me when i was watching love revolution(haha okay im prehistoric and i watch donkey years ago shows.) oh but i must say i really love this show. it's amazing how much i see myself in kyoko-san. her philosophies of love, her insecurities, and her simple desire to love and to be loved.

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