Sunday, August 13, 2006
♥ Sunday, August 13, 2006
I'll just continue my last post.Love. There are so many definitions that I cannot tell you which one is true and which one is false. Because I guess that's how love is. Something that can never be defined, no matter how great you are. Even if you have a PhD, a Masters; you still can't live without love. That's what it is, a necessity.Love can take you through hard times. I say this with a certain confidence in me, because I have experienced it. All that I write, experience counts. I do not write false accusations, because all that is felt is what brings me to write. Without feelings, I will not write.Why must love be mistaken? Why does love only appear as romantic love, although it makes up a huge part of the word. I used to be one of the people who would cringe at the word love, for thought that it was something I should avoid, because it would ruin me. But now I'm not afraid anymore, because I have felt it, and I have lived.I see love as a circle, perhaps. One that starts out as a dot, and then slowly opening up its space, swallowing more and more space into its realm. Very soon the whole space is swallowed into the circle, and for reasons no one can explain. It's magical; it comes when it does, it goes when it goes. It isn't predictable.When love comes, you can't run away from it, because if you do, then you'll be decepting yourself. There isn't much to say about love, because when you're in it, its self explanatory. Everything falls into place neatly.Don't be afraid to fall in love. If you're afraid to get hurt when you fall in love, then well, I'll say that its a part of falling in love. No one can ever escape hurt, because love makes you do things that you don't think you would ever do. But at the end it is all worth it.At least it is, for me.
