never say never
I often wondered why do we always take the risk to break our hearts.. and the answer was always love.Love is a beautiful feeling.. no one will ever define what does love mean.. may be it differs from heart to heart, person to person and age to age.
My visit to this site was quite a adventure I must say. I was not here to search for that happily ever after, or that knight in shinning armour. It was purely based on suspicion. I found out what I wanted to find out. If you ask, if I'm broken hearted? The truth is No.
A heart can only break once. Believe me.. Broken hearts leads to recklessness. I have travelled the journey of being broken hearted to heartless. Now I am at peace.. peace with my past, my heart.. and my life.
I met quite a few nice people here. But if I have to define people, the easiest possible way is to go back to school, and draw a venn diagram.
Categorizing human nature, human brain, human behaviour in a venn diagram is not an easy task. But just in three circles it all will fit. I learnt a lot from many different types, ages, races and religions in here. Thank you for sharing your time, honesty, fears and desires. Thank you for all the lies too.
If I ever want to lose myself again, I know exactly where to come to find for a partner in crime.
And.. as for Love.. It's just a memory.. a happy memory.
And I say never say never..
Comments (8)
In my opinion, life is a difficult journey for many, if not all. The way it sounds, you have discovered something within yourself that may help others on their journeys. Thank you for sharing your experience with me and the many others who may read it. I am happy to hear you made it to a peaceful place. Is there a way to live life happily without being in that peaceful state?
I do not really know you but from your blog, you sound like a sensible and genuine person. I wish you the best in your life.
Just joking with ya.
Love can be defined as, "Willing the good of another person."
God bless!
People do change.. they open their hearts again.
I believe everything has a price.
Right now.
At the end of the day though... It is my humble opinion
THE HEART IS ITS OWN MASTER .
You have given me the strength to pick up the pen I once laid down, and start to write again. Rather on a positive note with blue ink than red tears.
thank you once again.