You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time.
You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upsetis a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesnt mean leaning and company doesnt mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses arent contracts and presents arent promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
Love, in all its forms, is only a title for superficial feelings that are connected to naught but instincts and the human inferiority complex.Despite how love is depicted in society, for the most part, and other sources where love is displayed as a wonderful and splendid feeling, it is nothing more than a temporary reaction. Even with the many uses of the emotion love, it can always be broken down into self-gratifying aspects.More than anything else, love is only an obligatory concept shared between people, in that it relies on the people involved to manifest its existence as anything more than the word itself. Outside of false displays and concepts that follow the belief that love is, the word only describes the connection made by the participants who only want to further their personal gain in one way or another.
hugs and kisses
Y
*credits: valeriesuet.blogspot.com*




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