When you truly love someone you just let go of everything and just love. You love without even thinking what's going on in the other person's head, you love without wondering what they think of you. And everything else starts seeming so trivial, the distance, the unanswered texts, the never returned phone calls. Because your love is far greater then those things.
It's a good thing to have loved someone, loved fearlessly and with a heart unfamiliar to any pain or heartbreak. When you associate the sad songs to the object of your affection and feel nostalgia and so many feelings rushing over you- It's just a prove that you've lived and loved, you've loved without giving a care in the world about the future or the consequences, you were not a coward who ran away because you weren't sure about the future but held on to the very end just to be told off, you gave it all you had. And that's why you should be proud of yourself, the scars are the reminder that you tried for something that was worth pursuing.
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loving it... i never knew there were guys like me:P i dont know who u r but whoever u r ... u r wonderful...
ReplyDeleteThanks lol
ReplyDeleteMeans a lot coming from a stranger :)
This post has touched my heart.. I can related to Every word that you have written to the very deepest of its meaning.
ReplyDeleteAt times music reminds me of love, at times the roads once travelled; but the feeling, that, Yes I have been there is priceless.