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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Green Is Blue, But Blue Is Never Good Enough

When did the word "love" suddenly become devoid of its original meaning:
-a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

even That defintion, is a mild one, but its seems as if in the last decade, people have become so cruel and heartless, that they can not even attempt to go for that definition.

People throw around the word "love" as if it was a simple as the word "potatoe", as if it didnt hold any weight, as if it was just a word that you can say here and there, and everywhere.

But its not, its such a complicated word, and once you say it, once it is out there, you can not take it back, you throw out tons of feelings and emotions. Its funny, because love is supposed to be perfection, complete happy bliss, but humans, we are not perfect, in any way shape or form, so how can we possibly hope to achieve such perfection? how could we ever even Think, that it could happen. But we keep trying, and hey its admirable, we keep trying to achieve this sheer perfection of love, without any problems, without any pain, and when we fail, we are broken versions of what we once were.

Human love is painful, sooner or later, we are going to have to accept that, but its so beautiful, god is it beautiful.

You see couples walking along the sidewalk, looking at each other with such happiness in their eyes, as if they have never seen anything so beautiful then their partner before that moment. And its beautiful, its so amazing, you just want to recreate that moment, with them looking into your eyes. You just hope that maybe someone will look at you like that. But we must realize, love is perfect, and we are not, and as long as we keep trying to recreate this perfection we will fall apart.

It sounds so depressing i know but its true. Whether we fall apart from the death of said "loved" one, whether they leave us broken and confused, either way, it is pain. But it is beautiful.

And sometimes pain is worth it, and i guess the pain of human love, is worth the beauty, and wonder.

Green Is Blue, But Blue Is Never Good Enough.

~Maya~

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