love

What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. To some Love is friendship set on fire for others Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind. Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy, nor it boasts itself and it is never proud. It rejoices over the evil and is the truth seeker. Love protects; preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life. Always stand steadfast in love, not fall into it. It is like the dream of your matter of affection coming true. Love can occur between two or more individuals. It bonds them and connects them in a unified link of trust, intimacy and interdependence. It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul. Love should be experienced and not just felt. The depth of love can not be measured. Look at the relationship between a mother and a child. The mother loves the child unconditionally and it can not be measured at all. A different dimension can be attained between any relationships with the magic of love. Love can be created. You just need to focus on the goodness of the other person. If this can be done easily, then you can also love easily. And remember we all have some positive aspect in us, no matter how bad our deeds maybe. It says that it never exist, because there has been many instances of hatred and brutality in relationships. There has been hatred between brothers, parents and children, sibling rivalry and spouses have failed each other. Friends have betrayed each other; the son has killed his parents for the throne, the count is endless. Even the modern generation is also facing with such dilemmas everyday. But love has always ruled, in music, poetry, paintings, sculptor and literature. Psychology has also done lot of dissection to the essence of love, just like what biology, anthropology and neuroscience has also done to it. Psychology portrays love as a cognitive phenomenon with a social cause. Intimacy, Commitment, and Passion. Also, in an ancient proverb love is defined as a high form of tolerance. And this view has been accepted and advocated by both philosophers and scholars. Love also includes compatibility. But it is more of journey to the unknown when the concept of compatibility comes into picture. Maybe the person whom we see in front of us, may be least compatible than the person who is miles away. We might talk to each other and portray that we love each other, but practically we do not end up into any relationship. Also in compatibility, the key is to think about the long term successful relationship, not a short journey. We need to understand each other and must always remember that no body is perfect. Be together, share your joy and sorrow, understand each other, provide space to each other, but always be there for each others need. And surely love will blossom to strengthen your relationship with your matter of affection. Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. William Shakespeare.

sábado, 19 de enero de 2013

Me quemo.

Mi corazón no para de palpitar con fuerza debajo de las sábanas, empiezo a tener calor y no lo soporto por mucho tiempo más esto. Tengo una sensación extraña que recorre todo mi cuerpo, es como si quisiera volar pero tuviera mis alas llenas de heridas.Necesito descansar sobre mi limbo de nubes i una tranquilidad ya muy lejana para mí..Me siento mal, buscando excusas para no estar feliz y mas tonterías  quiero que te pongas de mi parte y veas como me siento, hay cosas que no entiendes pero soy yo porque empiezo a pensar en decepciones y actos que me queman..y que sigues aun haciendo.Me siento inferior, soy una puta bolsa de basura que nadie la hecha al contenedor porque pesa mucho.. así es como me siento.
Aveces tengo ganas de estar sola pero no puedo ..porque es como si miles de agujas se me clavasen en la espalda.Adoro estar contigo pero hay cosas que ya no las miro de la misma manera porque tu también has hecho lo mismo..no quiero perder esto, no quiero perder lo nuestro..
No me encuentro bien ..quiero que muchas cosas cambien , soy defectuosa y no estaré bien, joder quiero poder no sentirme así pero tu no ayudas nada..siento que te esfuerzas demasiado para alguien como yo..que ni siquiera lo merece y .. en fin.. hasta me cansa escribir esto..
Necesito desahogarme bastante fuerte, me han venido ideas pero las lágrimas ya no se pueden ocultar por mucho mas tiempo..Quiero poder volver estar bien no tener que agachar la cabeza de vez en cuando y luego volverla a subir me he cansado de estar bien y luego por una mínima tontería mía que se vaya todo a la mierda aun así ni cuando tengas un misero motivo para ponerme mal, es lo que me jode.. y tengo miedo de que eso me suceda siempre..si me pasa contigo imagínate si no estuvieras aquí..tengo ganas de desconectar de notar la brisa del aire en mis pulmones de que el viento me sople en la cara y sentirme aliviada en tu cálido abrazo angelical, quiero respirar bien fuerte y que luego se me ponga una sonrisa en la cara por tenerte conmigo..., que hagas que esos pequeños detalles me iluminen el rostro de felicidad, que cumplas lo que dices..que no te acostumbres a que ya estoy aquí y que eso es suficiente, que cada día al verme sea un nuevo dia conmigo..
Volvamos a volar..


le doy mas importancia a las cosas pero eso ha sido así siempre..siempre busco el porque del razonamiento..aunque aveces duela..





xxx.

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