Reflections 7: love – random thoughts.

some people think love is blind.

some people think that statement alone is so cliche, let alone it being true.

others just think it defers from case to case.

what do YOU think?

or more importantly, what do I think?

the power of love
often i think love can “make” people do things they would never normally do. like for example, you would miss something you’ve never missed, just to have time to see this special person. and its not like you’re gonna complain about it. you’re not exactly elated about for example, missing the last episode to your favourite show that has no repeats, but then again, its not like you’re complaining. you just willingingly do it for the person. okay maybe im not making much sense here. so lets move on if you don’t get me.

does love last?
i’ve got this random question running through my head right now: does love last? i think the almost immediate answer that would pop up in any sane person’s head would be no. but then again, just think about it, when does your mum stop loving you? or your sibling? (unless its some major dispute over property or inheritence when you’re all grown up of course – but then again, it isn’t some melodrama) ahh but the real question lies in whether love with opposite sex, (you know which kinda love) lasts.. so does it? or does it not? i think it’d have to be a no still. i mean family love is different from love love. and even after marriage, love doesnt last either, despite the newly developed ‘kinship’ between the two. family love doesnt quite exist between the husband and wife either. somehow, the “spark” just comes to an end and the love just erodes away with time.

when love is over
people always say there isnt a point in crying over spilt milk, or in this case, the broken relationship, simply because it doesn’t help. i’d have to disagree to that (maybe thats cos im a HUGE crybaby – and im sure mister ryan has no objections to that. after all, even he has seen me in “action”). yea i mean hell yea, crying isnt going to fix anything and neither is it gonna help ease things up or turn back time but hey, what fixes things or turns back time? nothing. nothing in fact. this is, but the physical aspects to things. crying, in my opinion, helps give temporary relief to the ‘victim’. its kind of like “letting it all out” as opposed to keeping the hurt inside and pretending to be happy. so it sorta like gives emotional ‘release’ and the person feels slightly better after “letting it all out” a.k.a crying. since it has its benefits, i dont quite understand why people always try to stop others from crying when they do. i mean if its gonna help her feel better, just let her let herself go for awhile instead of bottling everything inside her, which might just increase her burden and trauma (esp by having to act strong and holding back the tears). i sorta came to a conclusion about these people (the ones witnessing the crying). i think they’re just afraid to see the ‘victim’ cry and they feel like they don’t know what to do or how to handle the situation so they only offer such “cliche” forms of consolation like “hey.. don’t cry” and something along the lines of “what happen to the strong XXX i used to know?”.

so with that, my random thoughts on love comes to an end.

i’ve said my piece.

how about you? what do YOU think?