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:: Friday, December 23, 2005 ::

So, yes, love actually.

I see people around me being hurt by it. This saddens me, because I know in my heart that it should be a beautiful, joyful thing - something that could lift you. What saddens me more is that because of the hurt, they steel their hearts against any further possibilities.

It may be a wise decision, to watch and wait carefully until the right person comes along. The one who you're so sure will never break your heart.

But I also believe there's no such thing as "never".

Every time I've said "never", it's happened. The human heart is soft. The human mind is devious - it finds ways around "never". My point however is that, regardless of who one eventually chooses, there will be one day when he or she breaks your heart. It cannot be avoided because there are an infinite number of things in the world that could do that, some not even by your lover's choice.

Hurt cannot be avoided, so why avoid love? It's true, they go together, but medicines are sometimes bitter too. (Well, for that matter, alcohol is bitter, and look what it does to your liver, but still people drink!) Sometimes when I see the hurt around me that lingers... I wish I could take it away. It stops people from running. It stops people from trying again.

You tell me fools rush in. Sigh. I am a fool, I think. Have been, will be. Always and forever.

:: nimezs @ 12:23 am [+] ::

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