love What Has Love Taught You Lately?

[solterongsundutero]

too much love can either k*ll you or make you k*ll

[cHinitababe86]

that love will truly test your whole being. hahaha!

there are things that you don't do, but will surely do for that person..

meron kang unacceptable na mga bagay na ayaw mo, pero pag alam mo

na para dun sa taong mahal mo, you would give it.

 

lastly, minsan, kahit gaano kasakit, at dumating na sa point na

sinasabi mo na "ayaw mo na, ang sakit sakit na" kaunting lambing

lang nya, nawawala ung mga hurt. nakakalimutan mo, ayaw mo na.

at makasakit na.haha

when you're already burned, kahit alam mo pwede kapa mapaso ulit,

u'l entrust your heart once again.

Edited January 28, 2011 by cHinitababe86

[jgc813]

I learned that: Love as a concept is SO VERY DIFFERENT from Love that is actual. If you get stuck with the concept, you will fail in the actual.

 

Love is truer as "negative" rather than "positive." Love is proven when you are denied, rather than when you are allowed.

 

One concrete example is in the aspect of sex. And I will speak as a male.

 

More often than not, we men are the first to make the move. We often make that move. We always want that move.

 

There are times, our S.O. denies our moves. They don't feel well, they're not in the mood, they have some problem, they have their period.

 

They tell us: "honey, not now lang muna."

 

When we are able to accept that, and bear with that, and still go on to enjoy her company in spite of the fact we cannot make love to her, THAT'S LOVE. When we would feel bad to the point that we cancel our date, or get mad, or show disgust, THAT'S LUST. Obviously, it's easier to say "I love you" when we are engaging in sex, than when we just can't have sex. When we can say we love someone in a moment when we just can have sex, it is then we can say, we have come to accept our S.O. as a person, and just as someone with a body.

 

Little by little, I'm beginning to understand why even God wrote the 10 commandments with 8 in the negative (Thou shall NOT...), and 2 in the positive (specifically, the 3rd and the 4th, which are, "Remember thou keep holy the Lord's day," and "Honor thy father and thy mother" respectively.)

 

Positives have always a wide level of interpretation, while negatives are more direct and to-the-point.

Edited January 28, 2011 by jgc813

[Red_Skorpion31]

Not to become a fool.

[Seishi]

Healthy love reaps healthy relationship.... and I don't just mean romantic love.

[kamote042988]

you can fool others, and you can also be fooled by others.

[ihaveaballoon]

ang pinakamamahal mong tao ang pinakamakadudurog sa yo...=D

[goemon06]

it has taught me not trust everyone... special your heart well it come to decision...

[icarus_05]

if you are in love... whatever happens, you have to hold on and never give up lalo na kung mag asawa na kayo..! =)

[untitled]

love is ephemeral..=)

[TanglewoodBoy]

That LOVE is great when it's not based on money, sex or whatever conditions....

 

[crashedheart]

love is forgiveness

[mang kepweng]

ang pinakamamahal mong tao ang pinakamakadudurog sa yo...=D

 

 

oo nga. sana lang minsan madurog ang puso kaso engot ako kaya eto nakaka 3 times na. hay buhay....

[Guest Riveria]

that you let go of everything for the betterment of the other person.

[ndn]

True love endures all

[Darien Faust]

ang pinakamamahal mong tao ang pinakamakadudurog sa yo...=D

True. I think it's because you open yourself up to them, making you all the more vulnerable. And if they're not careful, that's when they can hurt you.

[erato]

A very old post from my dead blog:

 

 

The married guy--#1.

 

 

 

I loved him. And if you care to know, I do love him still. Only I don't listen to that part of my heart anymore; I've gotten used to it. Ours was a love that was one-of-a-kind. We loved each other so much that we let each other go.

 

 

 

While we were together we never hesitated to show how loved the other was. Phone calls, text messages, letters, e-mails, visits, dates, being in the same place on opposite corners of the room not talking to each other. These sustained our relationship.

 

 

 

He didn't promise me the world. And I didn't want the world. When I met him I knew I had found the one person meant for me, and having him even for borrowed time was enough. I knew someday it was going to end. We had no illusions of happily ever after. We were both realistic. On my part, I knew I wouldn't forgive myself if I ruined his family. So I told him he could walk away any time. On his part, he knew he couldn't keep me forever, even if he wanted to. So he always told me I deserved so much more than what he was giving me, so if I should meet a guy who could do that or if I just wanted to be free, I could walk away anytime, too.

 

 

 

With that arrangement the relationship went on, day after day. We braved through everything together--his problems, my issues, our complications.

 

 

 

Until that fateful day came. His wife found out about me. He called me saying he needed to make a choice. We wanted to be with each other, but what he had was a family and a sense of responsibility that was greater than all else. As for me, I didn't think I'd be happy with him knowing I have left his children fatherless. So the choice was easy to make, and I made the choice for all of us. I told him to deny everything. To deny that I was ever in his life. I told him to stay with his family, to forget me, and to move on. That day, on the phone, he was saying some things to me, about how our relationship could be saved and how we could still be. But I could not hear what he was saying; there were so many voices in my head.

 

 

 

I have little recollection of what else happened that day but I vaguely remember her calling me and demanding to know who I was in her husband's life. I told her I was just a friend, that I knew he was married and that I didn't have bad intentions or anything. Then I promised her I would be as far away from him as possible, and that I would never make contact with him or any member of their family, ever.

 

 

 

Something needed to be done. We needed to end it. My heart had automatically shut down and my body ran on auto-pilot.

 

 

 

We never saw each other again. Never communicated. Until 3 years later I found out he had long ago joined an online community I was in and had all the while been checking up on me. Just like before, we were in the same "room" on opposite corners. We knew of each other's presence, but we didn't say a word to each other. A couple of times he managed to say hello and asked how I was, to which I briefly answered that I was fine. Nothing happened after that.

 

 

 

In my previous post I said that you have to go for what you want, if you want it bad enough. It is not always true. Sometimes, to be happy you have to let him go.

 

 

[christy]

that sometimes even if you've let go of someone there's ALWAYS a part of your heart that he will forever own. i loved you once ... I'll love you forever.thank you for everything you've done to help me right the wrongs in my life. teacher,friend,lover,mentor. there is no one else like you and there never will. wherever you are are hope you're happy.

[air_cool_23]

What Has Love Taught You Lately?

That Love is like Michael Jordan as your opponent in Basketball...

He can HURT you in so many ways!!!

[friendly0603]

A very old post from my dead blog:

I loved him. And if you care to know, I do love him still. Only I don't listen to that part of my heart anymore; I've gotten used to it. Ours was a love that was one-of-a-kind. We loved each other so much that we let each other go.

 

He didn't promise me the world. And I didn't want the world. When I met him I knew I had found the one person meant for me, and having him even for borrowed time was enough. I knew someday it was going to end. We had no illusions of happily ever after. We were both realistic. On my part, I knew I wouldn't forgive myself if I ruined his family. So I told him he could walk away any time. On his part, he knew he couldn't keep me forever, even if he wanted to. So he always told me I deserved so much more than what he was giving me, so if I should meet a guy who could do that or if I just wanted to be free, I could walk away anytime, too.

With that arrangement the relationship went on, day after day. We braved through everything together--his problems, my issues, our complications.

 

Until that fateful day came. His wife found out about me. He called me saying he needed to make a choice. We wanted to be with each other, but what he had was a family and a sense of responsibility that was greater than all else. As for me, I didn't think I'd be happy with him knowing I have left his children fatherless. So the choice was easy to make, and I made the choice for all of us. I told him to deny everything. To deny that I was ever in his life. I told him to stay with his family, to forget me, and to move on. That day, on the phone, he was saying some things to me, about how our relationship could be saved and how we could still be. But I could not hear what he was saying; there were so many voices in my head.

 

I have little recollection of what else happened that day but I vaguely remember her calling me and demanding to know who I was in her husband's life. I told her I was just a friend, that I knew he was married and that I didn't have bad intentions or anything. Then I promised her I would be as far away from him as possible, and that I would never make contact with him or any member of their family, ever.

 

Something needed to be done. We needed to end it. My heart had automatically shut down and my body ran on auto-pilot.

We never saw each other again. Never communicated. Until 3 years later I found out he had long ago joined an online community I was in and had all the while been checking up on me. Just like before, we were in the same "room" on opposite corners. We knew of each other's presence, but we didn't say a word to each other. A couple of times he managed to say hello and asked how I was, to which I briefly answered that I was fine. Nothing happened after that.

 

In my previous post I said that you have to go for what you want, if you want it bad enough. It is not always true. Sometimes, to be happy you have to let him go.

Are both of you happier now? Or do you just live mundanely and separately to keep everyone else happy? I can imagine the happiness you felt when you were with each other. I was just wondering if you feel that same way without him, with someone else or maybe you even feel greater happiness than before. Just asking?

[elvistravoltaboygeorge]

that love is all fart and shi** but it naturally occurs that you do not have control of it.

[cigaro]

when you fall in love, get ready to be hurt...

[superfunkibey]

Not to entrust your heart to anyone ever again.

[Lord Superb]

I seek permanence in a world of change. On the other hand, I do concede that you can't always have what you want, which makes life all the more beautiful for it.

[HAPONESA]

Na hinde pala lahat ng bagay ay kayang kontrolin ng pag-ibig....

 

Na hinde pala pwedeng kayong dalawa lang ang lagi magkasama....

 

Na kailangan din pala ng space ng isa....

 

At higit sa lahat...huwag magmahal ng sobra...sa huli, talo ka!