After a few days of thinking over my problem, and the worlds problem with love, I have yet to reach a solid conclusion but I think I'm on track. My last blog ended in a disturbing way from my part. But this is nothing to fear, the heart plays tricks on us all the time. It is enough to say that you have to think twice and say once. I thought twice, and many times over and over again so I must admit those feelings were not false and were not a lonely mans way to escape his troublesome days. Those feelings just stated a mans instant attraction, that could not be tamed by reason and futile explanations.
I've reached the conclusion that love is like the rain. It clouds the judgment and your sences but it kisses you with small feelings of extazy and happiness. The summer rain is like that feeling of eternal love. Those drops wash away the fears and cool your mind but what happens when the clouds skater and the rain goes away? What does the sun bring? Does it bring joy or does it make you see the truth?
The sun wont make you happy it will just blind you with its power and make you loose sight of what you once called love! The sun doesn't come as the destroyer of love but as that which makes you see the imperfections that love has to offer. The truth that love isn't as good as most of the people see it. If you have read all of my recent posts you can tell that I'm a fighter for what the meaning of love stands for. My position on love will not change but doubts have to appear. They have to! We have to doubt love. Because if we don't the sun will blind us so badly that you will never know when the rain will return or what to feel when rain drops touch you.
I've started doubting it. Will you? Will a married couple of 30 years doubt their love? Do they even know that love exists? Most of them don't and thats because they never doubted it. I'm doubting it now hopping to find answers but eventually all that I'll find is more love. This will repeat again and again and again. Every time the sun comes out it will make me doubt my feelings and place ration above all.
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