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Love

Contributed by lezbella on Tuesday, 11th May 2010 @ 12:39:54 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



The agony of love unrequited is above all else the most painful thing in the world… To sit for untold hours with your heart on tenterhooks waiting to see whether or not she will come to you as you desire will kill your soul.
And why is it so hard to love anyway? Why is it so hard for two people to just trust each other and cling to each other no matter what comes? Where have we gone wrong as a society when the most basic of human emotion is the hardest of all to achieve?
I understand the basis of love. Love is the drive to have someone who belongs totally to you and to belong to her as well. But in the end, is it worth the suffering we put ourselves through? Is it worth the endless torture of wondering whether or not we have made a mistake in loving?
This whole idea, this till-death-do-us-part idea is the most beautiful thing under the heavens, and the most far-fetched. I have never questioned the existence of love. What I have questioned, time and again, is the existence of requited love. Surely you can see how the two differ. Love is a painful, soul-destroying lie on the journey to the mythical land of requited love.
And still we search, like blinded sheep desperate for a shepherd. We long for love. We cry for love, and we die for love. But do we ever find real love? Is it possible to find someone in this mass of people who you love and who loves you back with equal fervor? Or is all love only a lesson in being burned?




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