Yesterday was a weird day, of thanks, reflection and retrospect... a deep feeling of unease overwhelmed me as I heard / thought through debate along the following lines:
|this is something we need to work on together.
|these things have to feel smooth...
|I'm committed, I still need you.
|nothing lasts forever, I'll be fine.
|we started this for a reason; giving a little on ends leaves us both with alot.
|thanks, but there's just no more here; we need to move on.
|love is hard work and understanding and forgiving.
|love is a fleeting thing
|there's no such thing as love
I posted something here from my cell phone, but it seems it got lost... :/ It was along the lines of love being an idea, and different for different people, but still, generally, a good idea to live with! :p I envy my own parent's forever love; and I've seen their hard work, and their sacrifice... (on both sides).. a friend said yesterday:
I've given up on the local women here, their idea of a relationship is just someone to go out and have drinks with... no sense of it being a project, to grow into...
I also had other conversations around the notion... today, I am simply sad; for myself, and everyone else who couldn't get it right the first 5 times... not so sure about those who have never eaten from greener pastures... even though it always looks greener on the other side... :(