Think of your heart as rich plot of soil and in one moment of your life a tiny seed of infatuation is planted, with the aid of time it blossoms into a flower. The beauty of that flower is the expression of love for the whole world to see. But all that lives in this world, has to have an end.
The flower may be die but your heart is fertile to grow more.
I must say you have an interesting way of perceiving things. I like the way you think.
People think that they are logical but when it come to faith and beliefs, there are aspects where validity can't be proven to support claims or statements. Its a common belief that "GOD created man." And science will to its best scrutinize those claims. Some believe that "Man made god" to have hope in some greater than our selves.
When it all boils down, its how each individual perceive the reality infront of them.
People will look at a glass of water filled half way and when asked to describe the it, they will say:
1. The glass is half full. 2. The glass is half empty. 3. There is just a glass of water.
If i like you, I won't wait three days to call you. That waiting in period would be torture and lead to doubt. We already established our existence to each other when we met, so now its time to get to know each other. Calling and texing would be a medium to get to know you. In time we'll know if we can be friends, assoicates, lovers or nothing at all. Simple, no hard maths or rocket science.
But I'll admit, the 1st call toyou, would take some courage and me kicking procrasting thoughts out of my head.
Men are more self conscious than women think. We try not to show it, We try to analyze the best approach. Its true women like a confident man but confidence is only one factor in an equation. Men tend to fall back on the "what if she thinks I'm desperate" When it comes to an infatuation, we are just as vulernable as women.
As they say " A faint heart never won the fair maiden"
Happy New everyone. Enjoy your life while you have it. You can only delay the inevitable, you can't stop it, so if the world is going to end, so be it.
RE: Does love really still alive?
Think of your heart as rich plot of soil and in one moment of your life a tiny seed of infatuation is planted, with the aid of time it blossoms into a flower. The beauty of that flower is the expression of love for the whole world to see. But all that lives in this world, has to have an end.The flower may be die but your heart is fertile to grow more.