A Game Called Love!
I dont know if it's just fate or whatever, but it seems that love is far from reality at my end. It seems that every chances I make ends in defeat and disbelief. Second chances seems undeniably a pitiful route of despair and discouragement. A game i seldom play yet, in every game seems an excruciating pain of loosing.
I guess maybe i came to the point where love seems to be a playground rather than an experience of being with someone who will look after you, care for you and do the same for her. I must admit that I have been foolish and unfaithful at times in the past. Denial seems to be inevitable.
What if everything was different? What if the dreams of having real love, a strong relationship and an experience of taking care of one another really did happen? Will the same things happen again? I guess it will. I don't want to cut the giggling but it sometimes is true. Love seems to be an attraction rather than a commitment. For us, at times, love has become a challenge of getting who's who and having something in return. It has become a game of being "in" and "cool" rather than true relationship.
This may sound like a word coming from someone who has been heartbroken and loved for stupid reasons, but hey, dont you think it from time to time, that love seems a game everyone is playing- and nobody's winning because either party takes away something from him/her and in return, ends up leaving incomplete and torn apart by something or something they thought will complete their gray colored life.
Life is indeed a mystery- with all the things that i said, i still believe in true and real love. I often ran my own search yet in this point of time, i'll wait for it. I'll wait when what i see is love that is not a children's game but an experience of grown-ups do with maturity. I played once and lost- I can never change my past, but at least, i have enough time to change my future.
Love then is not a dirty game, it's just that the players are either good or bad. Nevertheless, it's a game everyone seems to be in and yet gets out loosing a part of himself, rather than gaining something of the experience.
I guess maybe i came to the point where love seems to be a playground rather than an experience of being with someone who will look after you, care for you and do the same for her. I must admit that I have been foolish and unfaithful at times in the past. Denial seems to be inevitable.
What if everything was different? What if the dreams of having real love, a strong relationship and an experience of taking care of one another really did happen? Will the same things happen again? I guess it will. I don't want to cut the giggling but it sometimes is true. Love seems to be an attraction rather than a commitment. For us, at times, love has become a challenge of getting who's who and having something in return. It has become a game of being "in" and "cool" rather than true relationship.
This may sound like a word coming from someone who has been heartbroken and loved for stupid reasons, but hey, dont you think it from time to time, that love seems a game everyone is playing- and nobody's winning because either party takes away something from him/her and in return, ends up leaving incomplete and torn apart by something or something they thought will complete their gray colored life.
Life is indeed a mystery- with all the things that i said, i still believe in true and real love. I often ran my own search yet in this point of time, i'll wait for it. I'll wait when what i see is love that is not a children's game but an experience of grown-ups do with maturity. I played once and lost- I can never change my past, but at least, i have enough time to change my future.
Love then is not a dirty game, it's just that the players are either good or bad. Nevertheless, it's a game everyone seems to be in and yet gets out loosing a part of himself, rather than gaining something of the experience.
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