I think that I was born with a love song stuck in my head.
Intense, moving, a wishing well of tears and a relaxing falling into something that only looks crafted, but is actually natural.
Like the cello or the piano, love brings a momentum that can reach out and grab you, while turning soft at just the right minute to envelope your entire existence. It can actually create mood arguments within a simple human being, as we all know that the very thing that many of us dream of can become merciless and dismissive in just a heart beat.
Of course, when it's good, it can stay in a soul's memory for a lifetime.
Breathing with a life of its own.
Sometimes, I find myself singing along without even realizing it...