I wanted to write about a lot of things recently, but everything narrowed down to one basic element Feelings. And more in the direction of why feelings can only be regarded as some thing in its element and why feelings are nothing but chemicals.In faith I do not love You with my eyes,
For they in You a thousand errors note;
But it is my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.Sometimes it is moments of poetry like this that makes absolute non-sense of chemistry. If I had learnt to treat human feelings and emotions as nothing but a mere display of an amalgam of chemicals and an outburst of an emotion as a goof up of the ratio of chemicals in the amalgam, Shakespeare makes me want to undo my learning.

How beautiful it is when read that you appreciate someone even though they arent the perfect Greek god look-alikes, your eyes see the flaws but you over look them for your heart seeks more than that. When that one look into someones eye can be worth all of your life time, the look that takes you to a depth, possibly deeper than the depth of the deepest ocean; when chemistry becomes more than just a subject; and when psychology fails to interest you you know it with your heart.

In an effort to woe the person your heart dotes, you may establish a million standards that you wouldnt have guessed you would. Sometimes to witness, or to learn about these marvelous tales of love and loves lustre, you do not have to go to the Taj Mahal or to Venice, just go ask your ancestors and they will narrate some of the most ˜Shakespearean episodes of romance imaginable.this content was posted by me originally on my blog, and since this is my first time here, am reproducing content.