Love
Found this in friend's blog and then another, and another, and another. I find it amusing and yet i could laugh over it. Love does take us hostage. Funny how we sometimes love in exchange for hurt. Why is it so hurtful to love another? Haven't you heard, we are created to love and be loved? Is love worth seeking? Not according to this writer..
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
-neil gaiman-
I choose to keep good memories and erase hurt. Love does not hurt. It hurts a bit but eventually love overcomes. Love mends. Love binds two souls together. Love gives warmth. Love embraces hurt. I can't help it but to fall in love over and over again. It's like i found this love pattern somewhere in me. Love is bitter when its bruised. Somehow it keeps pulling me in one direction. Love is such a massive word. There's something about the word that we cannot understand.
But yeahh.. loving people hurts!
Pretty much how I feel everytime, anyways.
-neil gaiman-
I choose to keep good memories and erase hurt. Love does not hurt. It hurts a bit but eventually love overcomes. Love mends. Love binds two souls together. Love gives warmth. Love embraces hurt. I can't help it but to fall in love over and over again. It's like i found this love pattern somewhere in me. Love is bitter when its bruised. Somehow it keeps pulling me in one direction. Love is such a massive word. There's something about the word that we cannot understand.
But yeahh.. loving people hurts!
Pretty much how I feel everytime, anyways.
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