We meet people every day.. at work, school, church, grocery store. Sometimes you might have a passing glance and think "I wonder"... but do we ever really go with that instinct?
So why is it that in all of those chance happenings, every now and then fate steps in and allows there to be a spark? And yet, so many times we ruin it? Isn't love what makes the world go round? Isn't it truly what everyone searches for? Someone to love for their live and to know that other person truly loves them in return? So why is it such a struggle when you're at the brink of possibly finding your Happily Ever After? Are we all just so afraid of rejection that we are barely willing to admit our true feelings?
Why is it when one is willing and another, even with seeing their openness and vulnerability, sometimes chooses to hold onto their fear? Is the fear of what might could crumble truly bigger than the excitement and hopes for what could be?
They say "It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." Is this true? How crippling is the gaping wound left from love lost? Can the happiness we feel when under True Love's spell really conquer over any possible hurt to come?
As a self-proclaimed romantic, I have no idea what the right answer is to these questions... I have guarded myself in every way I can possibly think to do so. Yet, here I am in the midst of new romance (possibly) and the twinge of pain from knowing that I am not the only one vying for this man's affection. I have never been in this situation-- that I am aware of.
So what is the right thing to do? Run now, while my heart is still in tact? Or wait... and pray that we all make it out of this alive... and maybe, with a heart full of love? Who can know?
There is nothing more maddening to feel that someone else truly has the power to direct the situation you are quite personally tied to. As much as I like to trust that his intentions are pure, the mere thought that he is okay with being involved with two people at one time is almost unbearable.
How is it that we can be so tossed around in the cruelties of everyday life generally unscathed, and yet, matters of the heart can reduce our very resolve to almost a whisper of nothing? And yet, we get up, brush ourselves off and go out into the world in search of romance just as soon as we're able to stand?
How vital must it truly be, then, to our fundamental happiness?
If only we could speak in modified and edited pros... then everything would be executed exactly as we intend. Instead, we are forced to think over and over about the perfect way we want to convey our thoughts and feelings, only to be thrust into the situation with heart pounding and emotions running wild. Typically, this does not turn out to be nearly as poetic as our rehearsals. :/
So how does it end? He cannot possibly read my mind, nor can I anticipate what he might be feeling at any given moment... Are we truly at an impasse? Can we not take a deep breath, say a prayer and simply state our true feelings? It seems that would work so perfectly well... Clearly, we have not evolved quite as well as we would like.
Let's just hope we can find a common language before all that could have been is lost.
So why is it that in all of those chance happenings, every now and then fate steps in and allows there to be a spark? And yet, so many times we ruin it? Isn't love what makes the world go round? Isn't it truly what everyone searches for? Someone to love for their live and to know that other person truly loves them in return? So why is it such a struggle when you're at the brink of possibly finding your Happily Ever After? Are we all just so afraid of rejection that we are barely willing to admit our true feelings?
Why is it when one is willing and another, even with seeing their openness and vulnerability, sometimes chooses to hold onto their fear? Is the fear of what might could crumble truly bigger than the excitement and hopes for what could be?
They say "It is better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all." Is this true? How crippling is the gaping wound left from love lost? Can the happiness we feel when under True Love's spell really conquer over any possible hurt to come?
As a self-proclaimed romantic, I have no idea what the right answer is to these questions... I have guarded myself in every way I can possibly think to do so. Yet, here I am in the midst of new romance (possibly) and the twinge of pain from knowing that I am not the only one vying for this man's affection. I have never been in this situation-- that I am aware of.
So what is the right thing to do? Run now, while my heart is still in tact? Or wait... and pray that we all make it out of this alive... and maybe, with a heart full of love? Who can know?
There is nothing more maddening to feel that someone else truly has the power to direct the situation you are quite personally tied to. As much as I like to trust that his intentions are pure, the mere thought that he is okay with being involved with two people at one time is almost unbearable.
How is it that we can be so tossed around in the cruelties of everyday life generally unscathed, and yet, matters of the heart can reduce our very resolve to almost a whisper of nothing? And yet, we get up, brush ourselves off and go out into the world in search of romance just as soon as we're able to stand?
How vital must it truly be, then, to our fundamental happiness?
If only we could speak in modified and edited pros... then everything would be executed exactly as we intend. Instead, we are forced to think over and over about the perfect way we want to convey our thoughts and feelings, only to be thrust into the situation with heart pounding and emotions running wild. Typically, this does not turn out to be nearly as poetic as our rehearsals. :/
So how does it end? He cannot possibly read my mind, nor can I anticipate what he might be feeling at any given moment... Are we truly at an impasse? Can we not take a deep breath, say a prayer and simply state our true feelings? It seems that would work so perfectly well... Clearly, we have not evolved quite as well as we would like.
Let's just hope we can find a common language before all that could have been is lost.
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