It's said that when you fall in love, your happiness lies in that of your loved one.
Don't you think that a sad state? I mean what you're actually being told is that you no longer have power over the most important thing. Yes, I do believe that one's own happiness is essential to existence, and not just mere existence, but a significant time here on earth.
I'm not saying that love and all of its beauty is a facade (although it could be), but that love does need not to be like the classics that we read. Times have changed, and whether we like it or not, love and its meaning have changed. It's not all fairy tales anymore or even heart-wrenching tragedy for that matter. Love is what we want, love is a million things all fit into people that we meet, it could be the same person that we meet a million times, or a million pieces of what we love embedded into a million people.
We don't know yet and I don't think that we ever will. And maybe that's the beauty of it, maybe we don't know because we need something to keep us going, love drives us-where? I have no idea? We just go with the flow until we reach an end and still don't understand.
Love isn't about finding your happiness in someone else's, it's about sharing it with another person, it's about finding that place in the middle where you both smile and let time do its thing. It's about living in the moment and knowing that the moment could last forever.
Don't you think that a sad state? I mean what you're actually being told is that you no longer have power over the most important thing. Yes, I do believe that one's own happiness is essential to existence, and not just mere existence, but a significant time here on earth.
I'm not saying that love and all of its beauty is a facade (although it could be), but that love does need not to be like the classics that we read. Times have changed, and whether we like it or not, love and its meaning have changed. It's not all fairy tales anymore or even heart-wrenching tragedy for that matter. Love is what we want, love is a million things all fit into people that we meet, it could be the same person that we meet a million times, or a million pieces of what we love embedded into a million people.
We don't know yet and I don't think that we ever will. And maybe that's the beauty of it, maybe we don't know because we need something to keep us going, love drives us-where? I have no idea? We just go with the flow until we reach an end and still don't understand.
Love isn't about finding your happiness in someone else's, it's about sharing it with another person, it's about finding that place in the middle where you both smile and let time do its thing. It's about living in the moment and knowing that the moment could last forever.