Is this LOVE? Is THIS love? IS this love?
Like many others, I have grown up with certain notions – preconceived and/or observed – of what love constitutes, what it should feel like, and how one should know (Read: parameters to indicate that “love is all around”). However, as time goes by, and needless to say, this water-tight concept doesn’t fructify, we keep compromising along the way – a concession here, a concession there – like some super-bargain-of-a-lifetime. “Maybe that is not as important as I thought it ought to be…” “Maybe no guy in the world is like this…” etcetera….
As a result, we keep pruning down our ideals until we’re left with what? Endless sadness? Deep-rooted dissatisfaction? Ever-growing cynicism? …And, of course, whether you’re with somebody, sombodies or not, gnawing loneliness.
This may be somewhat idealistic but - Why do we have to go through life this way?
posted by Straight Curves @ 3:05 pm
7 Comments:
True how true,
to say you loved faces of clay!
Do not pray, do not pray,
let things find their way.
Love yourself and you will feel
only love is real only love is real.
Love yourself out of your own will and time shall stand still ...time shall stand still.
As the valleys echoed my laughter I wondered if I am happy...
Is this love, I am feeling! We'll share the same room with the roof right over our heads...
Ok...on a serious note: The answer to your last question is...You don't have to go through life this way or anyway, but the way you have chosen to!
And with time every concept changes...think back from primary school and see the changes you have had. The definitions change with experiences, you are always welcome to go back to whatever you believed if the present change is saddening...ultimatly its about YOU and ownership of YOUR life and happiness (something I know you have good control over).
If you were with me you wouldn't have to go through life this way at all.
Anonymous: ahh...loving myself...why that's another post...
Illusions: It's not about change as much as it is about compromise...but ultimnately, true, true...
Conman: what makes you say that?
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You post just got me remebering poem by Robert Burns... remember? It goes somthing like "Oh my love is like a red red rose, that's newly sprung in June..."
HEHEHE...HEHE..
Well, I might have my own thougts. but thats just about me. I find this very,umm.... original. Very new and refreshing(?) style.
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