When you think you're in love, you feel that you can do anything for love.
Only he matters.
When you get together, you think of the marriage and the future, and how happy you would be. ohhh, the classic happily ever after story.
When you're in the honeymoon period, going out, spending time together and feeding each other food seems like the best activities in the world.
When the honeymoon period of the relationship ended, faults started to show up, becoming more obvious by the day. But you think you can live with it. "Because love is strength", according to all the romance novels, dramas and movies.
Then, everyone starts to take everything for granted. "I know she will understand." "I know he will understand." Both parties get into a routine of assuming things, because you think he/she is the one for you and nothing will ever get between.
One day, one party exploded. "I was wrong about you! I thought that you were the one for me; some one who can understand me; someone who will be there for me when I need you; some one whom I cannot live without. But, you're taking me for granted! You're not the one that I love. Let's just break up."
"Fine! I was wrong about you too! I thought you understand me too! But apparently you don't!" the other party retorted.
How many times do we want our partners do be there for us?
How well do we know them actually?
How perfect do we want them to be?
How much love can we give, and receive in return?
Why can people who are so in love with each other once turn so different?
Why are humans plagued with the emotions of love?
Why do people always assume that they know others very well?
Are we doomed, to not know love? But I think that love is an abstract noun, which has multiple meanings, yet we can't get hold of any single definition that really captures its essence. We are only able to give examples, but they are all the symptoms of love, but not the definition itself.
"Captured in the throes of love", but are we really captured, and by love?
How can we feel so right together, yet so wrong?
Why is there no absolute answer to the questions posed?
How can we make things right again without feeling wrong?
We're all too holed up in the concept of the western type of love. The individualistic kind, where nothing matters except for love. We have an inkling what those feelings of love feel, but we have no idea how to express them. Are they there just for the moment, or forever? In any case, one doesn't think too much except to act for that moment, and they disregard just about everything just for that moment of caught-up passion.
Once the passion ebbed, one will start to realise the problems of getting into the relationship, and that nothing ever stood alone. Race, religion, family relationship, relatives, money, family beliefs, personal beliefs, morals, principles, etc. Everything is included in when you go into a start of the relationship or marriage.
Some suggest a solution of cohabitation, pre-marital sex, etc, just to try out instead of leaping into it full blast, without knowing what hit you. But, is that wise? I have no idea.
Whatever it is, I have to think more about it.
Only he matters.
When you get together, you think of the marriage and the future, and how happy you would be. ohhh, the classic happily ever after story.
When you're in the honeymoon period, going out, spending time together and feeding each other food seems like the best activities in the world.
When the honeymoon period of the relationship ended, faults started to show up, becoming more obvious by the day. But you think you can live with it. "Because love is strength", according to all the romance novels, dramas and movies.
Then, everyone starts to take everything for granted. "I know she will understand." "I know he will understand." Both parties get into a routine of assuming things, because you think he/she is the one for you and nothing will ever get between.
One day, one party exploded. "I was wrong about you! I thought that you were the one for me; some one who can understand me; someone who will be there for me when I need you; some one whom I cannot live without. But, you're taking me for granted! You're not the one that I love. Let's just break up."
"Fine! I was wrong about you too! I thought you understand me too! But apparently you don't!" the other party retorted.
How many times do we want our partners do be there for us?
How well do we know them actually?
How perfect do we want them to be?
How much love can we give, and receive in return?
Why can people who are so in love with each other once turn so different?
Why are humans plagued with the emotions of love?
Why do people always assume that they know others very well?
Are we doomed, to not know love? But I think that love is an abstract noun, which has multiple meanings, yet we can't get hold of any single definition that really captures its essence. We are only able to give examples, but they are all the symptoms of love, but not the definition itself.
"Captured in the throes of love", but are we really captured, and by love?
How can we feel so right together, yet so wrong?
Why is there no absolute answer to the questions posed?
How can we make things right again without feeling wrong?
We're all too holed up in the concept of the western type of love. The individualistic kind, where nothing matters except for love. We have an inkling what those feelings of love feel, but we have no idea how to express them. Are they there just for the moment, or forever? In any case, one doesn't think too much except to act for that moment, and they disregard just about everything just for that moment of caught-up passion.
Once the passion ebbed, one will start to realise the problems of getting into the relationship, and that nothing ever stood alone. Race, religion, family relationship, relatives, money, family beliefs, personal beliefs, morals, principles, etc. Everything is included in when you go into a start of the relationship or marriage.
Some suggest a solution of cohabitation, pre-marital sex, etc, just to try out instead of leaping into it full blast, without knowing what hit you. But, is that wise? I have no idea.
Whatever it is, I have to think more about it.
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