Love the Life not Live the Love

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"Every relationship has its own ups and downs. It will now depend on the two of you on how will you be firm with what you will do - to let go or to work things out." - EN

There can never be any relationship that can claim immunity from failure. People are sometimes torn apart by forces beyond their control. Many of us make promises that we could not keep. We vow to love someone forever only to find ourselves falling for someone else. This attraction can be intense that we become insensitive to needs of others.

We resist reasons and insist on passion.

Many of us who have been left by a beloved continue to wallow in self-pity, asking what went wrong. We waste our time searching for answers that may never be revealed to us. Why cant we just accept that LOVE doesn't give us the license to own a person, that LOVE doesn't guarantee permanence?

There are times when we just have to let go of someone who means the world to us- not because we want to.. but we have to, because its the right thing to do.

Let us remember that we cannot force anyone to love us when they don't want to love us anymore.

We cannot beg someone to stay when he wants to leave and be with someone else..

This is what LOVE is all about: SACRIFICE...

Its about learning.

Its about accepting everything.

The end of LOVE is not the end of LIFE...

It should be the beginning of understanding that love leaves for a reason.

LOVE leaves with a lesson and it is only when we learn from it that we are able to gain the wisdom and the courage to move on and find love again.

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  1. Anonymous1 October 2011 at 13:49

    Good writing Superdhy! Parang ako lang. Ahahaha.

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  2. Anonymous1 October 2011 at 13:58

    Thumbs up!

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