Friday, October 14, 2005
Of late, i hav been wondering why people are so very preoccupied with the notion of Love. Aside frm the family, love is often given more importance than many things in life. It seems to me tt that love and love alone - somehow manages to make up for all the other missing bits and pieces that form our lives. its nt unusual to hear stories of how some love-struck humans live, eat, breathe and dream about the funny thing called love - an unsuspecting victim of Cupid's arrow.
i belive tt love is sth you don't have to search for - it just comes. It does not care if you need it, if you want it. When the time is right, it wriggles its way into your heart and starts to take root before you even realise it.
but then again, why does love, sthe so amazing bring hurt n pain with it?
and sometimes, the fuzzy feeling dies. how nice it wld be then if you could simply pack all the lovely memories into a small pouch called "heart", and move on.
somehow, i still believe in fairytales n everlasting love. i don't believe tt people can actually 'fall out' of love - n if they do, it prolly wasn love in the first place. i dont think tt we cn ever truly stop loving someone we love - we just get used to living without them there.
once loved.
11:46 AM
