Fools in the game of Love

Elvis Presley - A Fool Such As I

Now and then there's a fool such as I
Pardon me, if I'm sentimental
When we say goodbye
Don't be angry with me should I cry
When you're gone, yet I'll dream
A little dream as years go by
Now and then there's a fool such as I

Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I

Now and then there's a fool such as I am over you
You taught me how to love
And now you say that we are through
I'm a fool, but I'll love you dear
Until the day I die
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I
Now and then there's a fool such as I

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Well written song which tells us theres always a fool in us when we're in love.
I guess thats how it is when you are, but better not be.

Twice the scars have then reminded me such again and again. As the song says, Love is for fools. Yeah.

To those that have kept on telling me not to be so sad and kept on comforting me that theres always hope and the right person. Thanks for all those comfort. I know it came from your good heart. Once bitten twice shy, twice bitten never try.

Love is sweet when its placed with the right person, its bitter and sour, even hurts your tougue like pineapple when you placed it with the wrong person.

To those that have been comforting me, it have always been proven that my theories are right. Trust me. Emotions entanglement.. whatever it is. Its never worth. Stop debating with me on this anymore..

And to the ones that told me to love you and eventually I did.. it always happens this way. Its always not me who wanted it to happen, be it fear or be it cowardice.. but when it happens that you have built up the bricks of love. Then I'll always be the one to put all my efforts to maintain the blocks and ensure it doesn't goes wear and tear. This building eventually became centre of my attention or life.. then what happens? The builder of the building hit the building so hard that it all fell apart. Yet the one who falls the hardest would be me. Why? Might as well don't build? Don't maintain it. When it falls, the pain is too much to bear.

REST IN PEACE be my trust my mind and my soul for the four letter words. Don't waste time pushing me to the ICU or surgery room, just wrap me in a black paper bag and throw it down the coffin. - RIP