Is This Love?

May 19, 2008

This is prolly my nth to the last entry here Mr. T! I hate to go, but I have to...

"Is this love, Tristan? I never imagined I’d know it for myself. My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion — nothing, but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine." - Yvaine to Trista, Stardust

Maybe no. It can't be love. Love in its purest form is free of condition. It does not seek reciprocity. Love is like a spring that flows. If it is joined by another spring, the stronger the flow. But if left on its own, it will diminish and will be dried up by the sun, a nothing-out-of-the-ordinary occurence. In other words, love when left on its own will die a natural death.

Currently listening to: All I Ask of You from the Phantom of the Opera
Currently feeling: wishy-washy

Posted by jjcobwebb on May 19, 2008 at 02:58 PM in Everyday Drama, Randomness | 9 comment(s)

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muhhh (guest)

Comment posted on May 20th, 2008 at 12:29 AM

hahahaha, so, sana naman 'di magulo utak mo nung nagdecide ka.

para kang bida, na, inaasahan kong sisirain mo 'yung buhay nung kontrabidang sumira sa kasal niyo ni channing tatum, pero, in the end, hinayaan mo na lang ung kontrabida, tapos, na-letdown ako, tapos, narealize ko na tao ka pala't hindi character sa isang telenovela, and so, i say sorry.

oo, naging apology ung metaphor dapat.

and, gawd, 22 ka na nga pala :)) mas malamang alam mo ginagawa mo kesa sa akin. muhhh.

anywhore,
lalaitin ko sana ung huling sentences nung 'maybe no...', pero, napansin ko rin ung gusto mong sabihin. so.

E KASI NAMAN EH, mula sa free of condition, at does not seek reciprocity, naging sapang natitigang. lumalabas tuloy na naghahanap ka nga ng condition, ng reciprocity :))

'sta naman gurl.

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