Freddie Mercury - Love Me Like There's No Tomorrow Lyrics

ok, somebody help me delete this facebook. PLEASE. now my Freddie Mercury post shows up. PLEASE help me get outta this hell hole.

all we have is tomorrow. right now is meaningless. tomorrow it becomes a memory on which we thrive. I think Freddie had several people in his life along with the two very important people we know of... that He wanted desperately to bless with beautiful memories. in my world most people understand the "word" love. to say "let's make each other 'feel' the joy of the impending event that will create beautiful silent laughter in the subway" isn't as easily grasped as that "word", love. His goal, I feel certain, was to exit with the understanding of the comfort "love" offered. "make each other feel" could possibly lead to guilt of those that catered to those words. loving is natural, offering requested feelings is an effort. they could feel responsible for making. considering human nature, what some call a 'guilt trip. indulging a venue other than love was too participatory in the finality death exudes. This is my opinion, only. It was all about them, I do so think. Freddie was prepared and his agenda was preparing others with his grace, soft as an angel's wings.

(could'ah gone the other direction with that tempestuous, volitile spirit he toted with ease for those that didn't matter or pissed him off... and well, I didn't know Him, but ta cover my bases? THANK YA, JESUS, I didn't annoy him cuz I could... well, as I hear tell... CAN been annoyin'. )

Either way, He knew they would be there every step of his journey. Whatever words made their transition as lovely as possibly, as well as the ability to giggle and laugh when their new journey began was to bestow gratitude that offered them pride in their role in his life and death. How they 'felt' was most likely of ultimate importance, yet to opt for the words "feeling like there's no tomorrow" could likely be less comfortable as "loving like there's no tomorrow." How one feels is obviously the operative goal. love is not at all as important as how we make people feel, yet we consider love the universal gift. we've come to believe in.

(personally, the people I love the most? I can't stand to be in the same room with'em!) I'm all about the gusto. but I can't do christmas based on "gusto", it's a "love" thang.

OTHERWISE I'D BE IN JAMAICA... with'ah cabana boy! WHO WOULDN'T?

His soul was as profound as his gusto.

He gave us hot'n cold fevah! WHAT was THAT all about? yanno! what was it? that... that... OH YEAH!




(... crazy little thang called love.) <<wink>>.</wink>