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A Love When It Is Over!
The difficulty of Love was not how it was conceived but of how it can be killed. Conception begun when the eyes made that important glance that ignited the passion of the heart and mind to work together and created a common goal. A goal of capturing not just the moment but the person. And that person, a gem so to speak, must and should be well and ready to be open not only to the door of possibilities but most of all from the picture of realities. Once the conception was finished…and that mutual feelings were established, the journey began.
The journey’s reality was never hassle or worry free. It was full of tears and laughter; of dreams and fears; of trials and triumphs. It was never easy. It was long and tedious process. A long walk.
For in that journey, both would discover each potential…their strength and weaknesses…the real persons deep within. These would give them the courage to walked across and establish a common ground…a place of understanding…a specific goal or dream…a time they called FUTURE…and a sanctuary they called FAMILY.
But not all journeys were worth the risked or worth the wait. And because the journey’s intention was not to provide a HAPPY ENDING but rather a RIGHT ENDING, there were some that before it reaches the DREAMING ZONE needed not to be pursued…needed to be cut right away…needed a complete halt.
It was very easy to identify this kind of journey. Very easy because the first reality you would notice was that it was kind of travelled alone. Both were there but only one was functioning, the other one was just staring, waiting, contemplating. That one may abandon the journey once a window of opportunity was in site. Or both were functioning but glided on separate direction…that makes it impossible to arrive on a single destination.
It was a journey of hate, misunderstanding, confusions…a dreamless travel. It was searching for perfection when it was very obvious that it can’t be found. It was a place of too much asking and expectations…less giving and adoration. It was a ship full of errors…because it ended acknowledging right from wrong. It was a situation that relied on self pity and not on self discovery. A place that in due time…both would do anything just to run out.
When that time comes…when that place is obviously there…both should know that it is Over.
Then again, the difficulty of Love was not how it was conceived but of how it can be killed.
The journey’s reality was never hassle or worry free. It was full of tears and laughter; of dreams and fears; of trials and triumphs. It was never easy. It was long and tedious process. A long walk.
For in that journey, both would discover each potential…their strength and weaknesses…the real persons deep within. These would give them the courage to walked across and establish a common ground…a place of understanding…a specific goal or dream…a time they called FUTURE…and a sanctuary they called FAMILY.
But not all journeys were worth the risked or worth the wait. And because the journey’s intention was not to provide a HAPPY ENDING but rather a RIGHT ENDING, there were some that before it reaches the DREAMING ZONE needed not to be pursued…needed to be cut right away…needed a complete halt.
It was very easy to identify this kind of journey. Very easy because the first reality you would notice was that it was kind of travelled alone. Both were there but only one was functioning, the other one was just staring, waiting, contemplating. That one may abandon the journey once a window of opportunity was in site. Or both were functioning but glided on separate direction…that makes it impossible to arrive on a single destination.
It was a journey of hate, misunderstanding, confusions…a dreamless travel. It was searching for perfection when it was very obvious that it can’t be found. It was a place of too much asking and expectations…less giving and adoration. It was a ship full of errors…because it ended acknowledging right from wrong. It was a situation that relied on self pity and not on self discovery. A place that in due time…both would do anything just to run out.
When that time comes…when that place is obviously there…both should know that it is Over.
Then again, the difficulty of Love was not how it was conceived but of how it can be killed.
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