love without a net

So, 13 years ago today I made love for the first time. I remember it pretty vividly. It was amazing and I cried...but yes, I was too young for it. I don't regret the fact that it happened or who it was with at all. I was desperately in love and he was with me. Nothing matches that heat. Given and received with the same intensity. It should definitely be handled with care. It can burn you in the far reaches of your heart that can never be healed or it can expand your heart so that you are able to feel more than you ever thought possible. I've always thought, the more love you have, the more there is to give. My first love was out of control at times...too intense for how old I was. But it did show me what it was like to have someone love you as much as they possibly could. Love without fear, without limits, without any type of safety net at all. It's scary...but it's amazing.

What is the point in loving half way?


"somebody"

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
He'll get my support
He will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
He will hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
He will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and with every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's stings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear
Of those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
And things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it.

-depeche