hmmm...something crossed my mind some time ago. Let's hear what you've to say about this, huh?

Love, isn't it sort of an irreplaceable thing? Like, once you move on from a relationship or at least like tried to move on, you get that empty feeling. Deep inside. Depressing, eh? Yes yes....it is. This comes to a point (which I really do not want to reach) where a loved one becomes a substitute as you move on. Moving away from past relationships find you looking for a new one. Strange? You thought you'd loved the previous one with all your heart, but in the end, found this attraction to another one. So what is the point of loving in the first place then?

It's like going to a money changer and asking him to exchange your old, tattered note for a fresh, new one. In return you get a sneer and a scolding. He shoves you a new note from under the glass partition. New love found, by force? or not by in individual's choice? This is where loving becomes meaningless....hai. four letter words...can be so complicated! still one of the unexplained things in life. Different people have different perceptions of love...true? Different people have different experiences in love...different feelings in love. So many variations, love has become something intangible. You shouldn't find this word in the dictionary anymore...because in everyone's dictionary, its different.

Love:

"Great"
"Secure"
"Painful"
"Sorrowful"
"Heartwarming"
"Breathtaking"

Oh, love can mean so many things. to me, love is :

"Something filling that special place in your heart. Love is blinding, yet love is binding. Love can make you, love can break you. Love can lift your spirits, lighten your soul. Love can dash the spirit, sour the soul"

The list goes on.

Why do I even dare to love anymore.