Repeat.....

Genuinely he embarks on releasing himself into a dead end type of love... Again.... Not knowing that it will be the same type of repercussion as a result of a different but very much alike action... Giving so much to receive a little is the headline of all things (in love) rendered, but his unselfishness never let's him see that when he doesn't make himself important enough to be FIRST then she won't either... So into emotional limbo he goes right after "she" was the hand that helped him out(or did she?)... Here they go again cliche-ly moving about thru the argumentative and stressful part of a relationship, she more pushy than he but they both still have something so they don't kill it. They distantly hold on to a crumbling emotion that's catching every air current that passes... He tries again and is rejected.... Why is there so much "he" and very little "she"? Or vis versa? Did he ever really return from his past hurt or was it just recycled by her? Love? Or a temporary replacement for what was had in the past? Some things can't be answered but on the contrary if you research there will always be an answer..

Affection...

From an adolescent he was shown that the only way one knows what is felt has to be expressed... From random pointless hugs, to playful push away cheek kisses... Groomed now into an age of slight immaturity and knowlegeability he still feels that expressing his feelings and showing his affection is a "must".... But he quickly Learns that not everyone knows the awesomeness that is affection nor what it is like to hear, feel, and touch LOVE at the same time... The oxymoronic chills that you get from the warmth of it, trumps anything ever felt before and the more chances you get to experience it the better it gets... It has an adaptiveness that analogizes with mankind itself and is an amazing wonder to witness in it's true form... Heartbreak ensues and he is awe struck that all attempts to show how he felt were if not completely ignored, strongly dis appreciated.... Time passes he maturates and wants to be cold but his ways are embedded and can't be wavered by even the worse of heart violations.. He becomes patient and learns that it will come in due time(real love) and it has it's faults which is why it is a human trait... Acceptance and understanding underline what he makes of anything he encounters and now he is a man... Do you believe in growth? Do you think he has mastered maintaining his "core"? Does affection mean anything? Is it everything?