Love Blinded!
good to know people with no hatred can hate too, and when some one loves they r loved, when someone starts to hate they are hated too, mutually. and one must look at their lives, and see the gaps, and holes, not the peaks, those who manage to keep the least number of gaps and holes, are the sucessful ones, not those who manage to get on one peak and no more. and life is a big thing, it teaches us things while we know we already know. even the silly game of love. or the wise game of loving and being loved in return. thats where the wise guys see the hole. when to some love is just a fantasy or a game, and to others it's a man's game, serious and tough. love's not running or rushing off or away or between gaps. that would be the foolishest of loves, love is for when one needs love, when one can concentrate on it, when one is in need of one, when one feels there is room in his or her life for it. one should never smear the sweet word of love and sense of words and the most romantic of emotions for a game of fantasy or some pleasurable moment. love's supposed to be a give and take, it's not supposed to be a momentary snap in time, it's not supposed to be u r there i am here so let it be. it's about being together and being able to make that. i hate those who just use it when they r out of words, and they stick to their pathetic lives, feeling they r keeping something they have made, and when asked whats that u r keeping, they freeze on the answer. there's no answer. one gives the timidest of people the courage of a gladiator. it makes pride look like lullipop in hands of a kid, it changes the turn of events. and one hates it, when some people just say it, and repeat it, and blame their lovers for their tearful eyes. and if asked why? they got nothing to say. they felt love, but was that really love? it's like counting junk food as main food. and one kisses hands of those true lovers, who leave success behind for love, who abandon homes for love, who sacrifice their best of moments for love. and who desert their beloved ones for love. just because love is a strong force of nature. true love never dies, true love never lets lovers stay apart, true love never destroys, it makes things look nicer, more beautiful, and more human and joins. and i like it when they say love's blind, it's never blind, it puts a filter over ur sight, and when the filter's gone, what u see, is the ugly scene u were loooking at before, and now it seems uglier because u r accustomed to something nicer, smart isnt it?! and by the way, what do u see when u r not love-blinded!!!! may god bless all his creatures who taste love, and who dare to love, and who r brave enough to give to keep their loves. Amin!
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hey look!!!who is talking about love!!!!
i dont think that u have ever known the meaning of love.
yeah love is a strong force of nature!!!and the gra
eatest thing you'll learn is just to love and beloved in return,but i dont think that u really believe in what u write. sometimes you hurt the one who love u most,sometimes you hold who leave you lost and sometimes you learn but it's too late,yeah it's too late.and what can we do then!just saying "if i could turn back time!!"
anyway, do u remember this:
she doesnt love me ohh my lord
it's doesnt mean it's a tragedy,tragedy.....
hmmmm…it seems u got already a critic into rage over here…check ur broken hearts note book, just in case. joking…
let’s go to the subject…from the lights and shadows on the picture, I could try to guess where u were standing, looking at. somewhere close to the entry/exit point…as I said,I could try…and therefore, I could understand what u are saying…I see the things somehow different – true love doesn’t need filters. must not. there are things u love so much, enchanting u so much,as u are ready to take the whole and to accept all the others as they are. u captured for a while an image into ur mirror, one that u really loved and u are ready to stay there to the really end, watching, accepting and interfering all the other images too, knowing so well that all those compose in fact the one u love. u take the risk for that and u are willing to put in his/her palms ur heart and to be there with ur soul, ur mind, ur body, everything…to support, cherish, share…
about the moment when the filter is gone, as u say…well, from where I’m standing, things look different again,to me – everything changes continuously, we change and our lovers change themselves too…at a moment, u just are not able to readjust. or we just don’t want to. we want to freeze that first image, insensitive or blind to the whole and all the motions reflected now into a different mirror, too…this all thing of fading love,although so painful, I find myself the same fascinating as what brought us in. something else…what about unshared loves, are they less valuable or less true?
what make us good to judge, evaluate or weigh other loves? we could just say that it is not for us…though, between white and black so many nuances…u never know, u’d better not to say no…
i’m out from the theory for the moment, just let it fly far,farther… ciao!!! enjoy ur espresso.kiss.
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