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The (un)chained love

October 28, 2018 by @elioverbey

Wherever there is a bridge

People just start to put the locks on

Paris, Hamburg, Salzburg, Cologne, Prague…

Locks with different shapes and colours,

With the full names or just the initials,

With or without the dates on them…

You smiled and said:

“Something actually lasts longer than love itself!”

 

Yes, what a ridiculous thing that people do (when they are in love)

They lose their senses, make a romantic idea to stay together forever

They stand in the middle of the bridge,

Kiss and feel loved

(Maybe take a few selfies)

Put the heavy locks on

Throw the key away in the river

And yet, when we pass the locked-up bridge

We always wonder: how many romances have survived?

 

Our actions are the results of how we see the world –

A human being is not stupid

We do understand that life is in a constant state of change

Therefore we aim for the everlasting

 

We want a secure permanent position

Try to stay young and healthy as long as possible

Social security, pension funds

Also a feeling of love that lasts forever

 

We want the stability to feel safe

Then we are free to do whatever we enjoy

While freedom is our ultimate goal,

Stability becomes our plan A…

 

But love can’t be chained.

Love is the water cycle, it evaporates, condenses, precipitates…

We often forget that from the cup of tea we’re holding in our hands,

The water in it may have been

The sea, the warm air, and the morning raindrops

And that is also our life, the constant transformation

If we can’t chain our lives

Why would we want to chain love?

Like taking a picture –

To chain love is to have a souvenir for the moment

That we are in love, with the time

Here and now

Locks can’t make us stay,

Marriage can’t promise a garden of roses

We know all that but prefer to be silly…

…it just feels so great to be a slave of love!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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