Too much love will kill you
If you can’t make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You’re headed for disaster
Cause you never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time…

I’m just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there’s no way out of this for me
I used to bring you sunshine
Now all I ever do is bring you down
How would it be if you were standing in my shoes
Can’t you see that it’s impossible to choose
No there’s no making sense of it
Every way I go I’m bound to lose.

Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It’ll drain the power that’s in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You’re the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you
Every time…

Too much love will kill you
It’ll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you wont understand why
You’d give your life, you’d sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end…
In the end.

Too Much Love Will Kill You is written by Queen guitarist Brian May, Frank Musker, and Elizabeth Lamers. The song was recorded in around 1988 or before, although it was released in 1995 on their album Made in Heaven. The song was awarded Best Song Musically and Lyrically at the 1997 Novello Awards.

You can buy the song from Amazon only for $0.99.

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His teacher answered, “There is a vast wheat field in front. Walk forward without turning back, and pick only one stalk. If you find the most magnificent stalk, then you have found love.”

Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with empty hands, having picked nothing. His teacher asked, “Why did you not pick any stalk?” Plato answered, “Because I could only pick once, and yet I could not turn back. I did find the most magnificent stalk, but did not know if there were any better ones ahead, so I did not pick it. As I walked further, the stalks that I saw were not as good as the earlier one, so I did not pick any in the end.

His teacher then said, “And that is love.”

On another day, Plato asked his teacher, “What is marriage? How can find it?”

His teacher answered, “There is a thriving forest in front. Walk forward without turning back, and chop down only one tree. If you find the tallest tree, then you have found marriage.”

Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with a tree. The tree was not thriving, and it was not tall either. It was an ordinary tree. His teacher asked, “Why did you chop down such an ordinary tree?”

Plato answered, “Because of my previous experience. I walked halfway through the wheat field, but returned with empty hands. This time, I saw this tree, and I felt that it was not bad, so I chopped it down and brought it back. I did not want to miss the opportunity.”

His teacher then said, “And that is marriage.”

My friend’s younger sister who’s 24 and has a 1-year old baby girl divorced her husband and married her best friend’s husband who also has a 1-year old baby girl. How pathetic!

If you know about similar incidents, then please share them with the readers.

She’s thousand miles away from me, and I can’t do anything about it. I’m in such a state of failure.

Life is never fair, the angels I need are never there. Destiny is inevitable…