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Sunday, February 22, 2004

There’s No Easy Way to Break Your Own Somebody’s Heart


It’s over. For real. How final can “It’s over” be.

No arguments. No irresolvable issues. No who-did-whats. No it’s-not-you-it’s-mes. No tear-stained faces. No dramatic give-me-this-backs. No broken promises.

We just decided to let each other go our own separate ways, alone. No strings attached. We have succumbed to the bitter finality of “It’s over”. We have finally admitted to ourselves that it’s not going to work.

Well, how does IT really work? There’s no recipe for a perfect relationship. There’s no tried-and-tested formula to a “and they lived happily ever after” ending. If there is, then every human being would have spent the rest of his/her life with the first person they shared romantic feelings with. No one would have experienced pain and heartache. No one would have known precisely how intensely fulfilling it felt to find that special someone.

That is how the real world works. Contrary to the love stories depicted in movies and books, not all relationships [even marriages] end only when deaths do them part. In the real world, love is not enough. In the real world, love does not keep lovers alive. In the real world, when unforeseen situations arise, couples quarrel. In the real world, not all problems are resolvable. In the real world, break-ups are inevitably part of human existence.

The most rational thing to do is to kiss each other goodbye, cry for a while, dry your tears, and look forward to what the future has in store for you. Look forward to what God has planned for you. Face the morning with a renewed zest and look back to the twilight with a smile.

The most significant fact is both of you gave that thing called love a chance. Both of you let your walls down and let each other into the inner depths of your soul. Both of you labored to achieve compromise. Both of you did your part to “make it work”. Both of you.

Love seems too vague a word; perhaps, the most abstract word in all existing vocabularies. There’s no exact definition for it. It cannot be completely defined, only felt. As the song goes, “I wanna know what love is. I want you to show me.” You can ask a million people what love is and no two would give you the same exact answer, except for those overused clichés like love is blind blah-blah-blah.

All I know is, love is what I feel for you, Astro. We may no longer be “in a relationship” in the strictest sense of the term, but I will love you forever. I thank you with my whole heart for teaching me what love is. Love for me is you.

The sweet is never as sweet without the sour.


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*.* as if! @ 2:49:00 AM • • RBJ

 


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sleeps with butterflies ~ tori amos



Airplanes take you away again
Are you flying
Above where we live?
Then I look up a glare in my eyes
Are you having regrets about last night?
I'm not but I like rivers that rush in
So then I dove in
Is there trouble ahead
For you the acrobat?
I won't push you unless you have a net


You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly then boy


Balloons
Look good from on the ground
I fear with pins and needles around
We may fall then stumble
Upon a carousel
It could take us anywhere

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl, this girl

You say the word
You know I will find you
Or if you need some time
I don't mind
I don't hold on
To the tail of your kite
I'm not like the girls that you've known
But I believe I'm worth coming home to
Kiss away night
This girl only sleeps with butterflies
With butterflies
With butterflies
So go on and fly boy


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