i am chain-smoker, a food lover, a football addict, a travel junkie, a gadget freak, a dedicated bookworm, a certified agony aunt, a thrill seeker, a nervous wreck, a hopeless romantic and i believe that i am screwed-up inside my brains. therefor making me one of the most complicated person in the world

22.7.08

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How many times does one has to fall in love and have their hearts broken before one find their true love or whatever they called it? How many more nights should one cry and prays for that other person to come along? 

Some people are just lucky to find their love, in the early stages of their lives. These falls under the high school sweethearts category. One will argue that it doesn't guarantee anything, that reality soon kicks in, and surely there will be trouble ahead, but still they're the most lucky ones. Falling in love and staying in love, and which most of these couples' partners are their first love. Having to enjoy a relationship with the person you have known for ages. Heartaches does often appears, but usually forgiveness comes with the maturity and the compassion that has been built throughout the relationship.

And then there's some who after a great big disappointment in the love life, stumbles upon another person who either whisked or nurtured the broken hearts. Love was better supposedly at this moment. More mature, more calm, more logic than feelings. Understood that love isn't perfect and by way giving love another chance yet more cautious at the same time. Still, the prospect of love is more on the optimistic side. Once heart broken but not bitter. Love is coming after all.

Finally, there's those who keeps getting their life and or love crushed and ruined. These are the most unlucky ones. It doesn't seem to matter that how hard they tried or how hard they fought to find that significant other, their attempt on love keep failing every time. And after a while, way after bitterness, there just silence and numbness and even cynicism. Oh wait.. Lots of cynicism. One had stopped questioning what's wrong on this stage. Or even if they do, there's just no answer to find. Crying would be a useless attempt. Being cynical is considered an outcast among peers who are madly in love. So there's nothing to do or to achieve anyways, why bother?

When one's resources are exhausted to the extent of being unable to feel anymore, who would be able to reverse the feeling?

And don't tell me the knight on a white horse will. I stopped watching Disney movies long time ago. 

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

das Leben kann auch so schön sein > wenn man solche Menschen wie Dich kennlernen darf. Lebe Dein Leben Angela!

1:14 AM

 
Blogger Angela Adelia said...

danke Enrico!! hoffe dich einen schönen Tag hast!

10:08 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

coole Angela, denk oft an Dich! :-)

12:08 AM

 

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