Conversation about Love

Last night, over a couple of GodFathers, my friends and I philosophized love, these two friends of mine, are very sensible, compared to moi, who is Ms. Water Sign, follow her feelings even if they lead her to the edge of a cliff. Actually that is unfair to them-anyone is sensible when it comes to love in comparison with me-they are just sensible, and I am really grateful to have them in my life-really they keep me grounded-anyho, we were talking about love, and they were saying that one should marry not only because of the butterfly in the stomachs, bas also because it is convenient, as in, you are friends, you get a long, mish only you are passionately in love with each other. For they were saying that this passion goes at some point, and what you are left with is someone that you either care about and can have a conversation with, aw you end up leaving each other. Well this is what my mother always tells me, Lulwa this love that you sing, read and watch movies about is not real, there is no ONE right man/woman for anyone.
I don't believe this, or more to the point I don't want this, I want an all consuming love, I want something that just rocks my world, shakes me to the core, and just makes me fly so high. I know the consequence of something like that, is that I MIGHT, fall flat on my face, I might get my heart broken, and my world that has been rocked might never go back to normal, bas I don't care, I know I will be fine in the end. I am willing to risk all that, just to have those few moments of true bliss, of true joy of seeing the face of the person you love, making them laugh-hey even making them cry sometimes-But that is the kind of love I want, for as the British writer, Thomas Dekker said: O what heaven is love! O what a hell!