Thursday, May 25, 2006

The Art of Falling In Love



When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn’t really matter who won or who lost.  What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! you know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you’re not part of it.
Everything happens for the best.  If the person you love doesn’t love you back, don’t be afraid to love someone else again, for you’ll never know unless you give it a try.  You’ll never love a person you love unless you risk for love.  Love strives in hurting. If you don’t get hurt, you don’t learn how to love. Love doesn’t hurt all the time. Though the hurting is still there to test you, to help you grow.  Don’t find love, let love find you. That’s why it’s called falling in love because you don’t force yourself to fall.  You just fall.  You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.

Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress.  It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing.

The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don’t ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.  To love is to risk rejection, to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self, to love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.

Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart… the more when the person you “secretly” love doesnt care at all… or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom who they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow.

Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you’ll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart.Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you’re not ready to cry, if you’re not ready to take the risk, if you’re not ready to feel the pain, then you’re not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love ‘coz every time we do, we get hurt, then i figured that’s why it’s called falling in love.



love, now and always, 

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

A Breakup Letter



[Insert name Here],

            In this life, we have to do major choices that will permanently change our lives. Mine hasn’t change since high school for I didn’t make any decision for myself... I always decide for what’s good for everybody. I’m still the same me... I never matured. I never grew. I always follow other people and not what my heart shouts out. I think I never made a choice because there is always a helping hand beside me. There is always someone who thinks for me. There is always someone who makes choices for me. There is always someone willing to take the responsibilities I must do. And in my life right now… It was you.
             You’re a very good person in and out. I thank God for you. You helped me in everyway you can. You carried my bag, cooked for me, burned a CD for me, wrote a letter for me, sang a song for me, love me, cared for me and made me stronger.  You’re such wonderful gift. With you I know there is always a helping hand to hold on to…

             You taught me many things like solving my math equations, being a good girl, and of course, how can I forget, you’re the one who taught me How to love. You made me a better person I am today. You taught me to be considerate, to control my temper, to ride jeeps, buses & LRT’s and how to walk longer…. You even taught me how to fly and to reach for my dreams. But you never taught me the harder things. It’s easy to say I love you but It’s never easy to say goodbye.

            I guess we have to be used to it now.

            We are now oceans apart, neither bridge nor telephone lines are enough to fill the space between us. We can’t fool ourselves—we can’t have unfinished fairytales waiting for happy endings. We won’t wait for our fairytales. We won’t wait for each other. No, absence does not make the heart grow fonder, absence makes the heart forget. It’s like a thief who visits us in the middle of the night to snatch what we feel for each other…

            We will be longing for each other soon… but let’s not be its prey. We have to grow. We will grow, but we will grow apart. I will come back “if” I can, but no promises will be broken for no promises will be made.

            Don’t beg me to stay… Love isn’t enough. Probably freedom and independence is…

Always,

Jamie

PS:

I trust you. I know that you wont destroy your life because of me.Let everything that happened be an inspiration for a good start. I care for you and remember, Caring is greater than Loving.

I tried to send it a million times...but I just cant click the send button... 



love, now and always, 

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