love What Has Love Taught You Lately?

[riyex6667]

happines and trust are very important in a relationship

[Joyboy]

i try to stay my heart from falling for anyone kasi 1 thing i learned is that love will always make you do things even if it isnt right or what you usually do.stuff you'll regret doing after falling out of it. dont get me wrong, its not that i dont wanna be inlove, its just that i dont wanna just fall for the wrong person. i become seriously autistic when i fall for somebody....

[ms_makuleet]

love taught me that whatever happens, you have to put yourself first. learn to love yourself more that you would ever love another person....

[lomex32]

I could no less than agree

 

Love has thaught me to take care of myself and learn to let go of the others ......

 

love taught me that whatever happens, you have to put yourself first. learn to love yourself more that you would ever love another person....

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[dekciw]

Let go? How come I heard that this so called "LOVE" is about Holding on?!

[Guest simply_miss]

love taught me when to let go

 

dekciw - i heard that too...too bad it's hard to hold on to something that it's not there anymore ....

[al_simmons]

tha love is always and will always be accompanied by pain...

[Jay123456]

patience and understanding...

[Guest simply_tinA]

trust & patience

[aleena®]

A lot of us have undergone, and lots will still undergo, the agony in deciding whether or not to declare our undying affection to someone. But most of us just endure the torture of being silent and suppressing the truth. Why the choice?

 

Telling the truth is not as virtuous as most religions would have wanted us to believe, if by virtuous we mean to say it is naturally and inherently good that is . Truth hurts. Reality bites. Haven't we heard enough? I guess we haven't, and we seem to have this addiction of dwelling in pain. How have we become so masochistic? Perhaps it is when religion implicitly taught us to equate virtue with pain and vice with pleasure.

 

We are human beings, and perhaps emotional pain, besides logic, is something that separates us from the rest of the kingdom animalia. Like what Agent Smith said in The Matrix, human beings couldn't handle sweet perfection (which was the original model of the Matrix world that later on failed) because we define our reality through suffering and misery, and anything less than that, anything remotely close to perfection, our sanity cannot manage. So inspite of our complaints, we feel that pain is a natural condition of life. But the tricky part that I recently learned is that no matter how much we, perhaps unwittingly, embrace suffering we'd rather choose to hurt ourselves than let others hurt us, even if the former is frequently more intoxicating and debilitating than the latter.

 

When we love, romantically speaking, we rarely choose to declare our love because we know doing so would make us vulnerable. It is wrong to open ourselves out to someone who could take our emotions away, just to wrestle with them only to later on throw them away. We'd rather choose to suffer in silence. Most of the time, this option is extremely melancholy, worse than the fear of rejection or deliberate deception, and it seems only natural that a person would prefer this option. Why? because it's personal, because self-inflicted pain is more acceptable than one that is externally inflicted. Why? because that's how we embrace life. Besides, misery should not seek company; misery should be taken care of without it.

 

I find the act of confessing our undying love similar to suicide, and I know a lot of people will agree with me on this. This is not because our honesty would necessarily cost us our dear lives, but more because of the idea of the act being irreversible. In suicide, if we succeed, we can't say, "whoops, I didn't mean to cut my wrist and loose a huge amount of blood", or cry "I'm sorry, I didn't know jumping off the 40th floor would crash my skull and make my brain splatter on the ground," or wail "Whoa, so walking in front of a very fast-moving vehicle would be fatal, I have to tell the others, I have to live." We can't shout apologies, and say sorry can we come back to life now? When we k*ll ourselves, we die. Confessing our love would be quite similar, although not as gory as it sounds.

 

Confession obviously uses words, and when words fly we cannot catch 'em. Once we say, "I love you," we really can't take it back by saying, "just kidding" or "gotcha, didn't I?" Well, we could say some can get away with it, and I have to agree only if the object of desire has an IQ of 60. The thing is, once we utter words of devotion, we just have to face the consequences, and most of the time, I have to say we are terrified of the consequences. Although the chances could go either way, I mean it could either cause our heart to jump for joy or for it to flounder in pain, we only rivet our attention on the latter possibility. The only way that we think we could avoid exacerbating the agony would be by convincing ourselves that our hearts will never jump for joy, otherwise we might get our hopes up and by doing so would only worsen our condition in case floundering in pain is the possibility that ensues. Defense mechanism my friends, that's what it is.

 

And in my case, there is that awful stage where I almost hope for the plausibility of him knowing how I feel about him, that maybe I don't have to confess and that I only have to affirm whatever assumption he has of me. That's when I hate him the most. I have the audacity to hope that he might discover it for himself. But whenever I think I am giving him the liberty to assume, it seems his density level goes beyond any scientific formula could ever compute.

 

I have to ask, why then should I let him in? Why should I share this suffering, this burden? Why should I utter the words "I love you", when this would mean I will end up joining those herds of romantic crooks who have misused and abused the phrase, they've trivialized it so much it no longer bears the meaning of pure and genuine affection. I'm too good for that, I won't give in. Between suffering in silence and losing my life in honesty, I would choose the safer one, I would rather keep my mouth sealed.

 

But what difference does it make, I still suffer, I still writhe in despair. In the end, I want something to hold on to. I want to be proven wrong, tell me to choose the other option.

[aleena®]

“Why should people fall in love?” I ask myself one night. What makes people stupid to take the risk to be hurt with all the pains that a relationship brings? The responsibility attached in entering a relationship is much more difficult than the school works given to me by U.P.

 

Falling in love is a pain in the neck. You need to text your girlfriend once in while to check how she is doing. You need to be reminded with the monthly greetings for your monthsarry. You have to prepare something for the date she answered you “Yes”. You have to text her good night and good morning everyday. And if you’re the galante type of partner, you have to give her something every special day of the month, making your relationship look like an exchange gift activity. Surely, part of your monthly allowance will be allocated for your meriendas, lunch or dinner together, more e-loads or cards for text messages and calls, and for gifts as well.

 

Sometimes if she’s the matampuhin type of girl, you have to console her. You even need to do stupid things, loosing your dignity in the process. When you’re in love, you need to say sorry, forgetting your big pride which not even your parents can put down.

 

With all these sacrifices, why do people still fall in love?

 

I started looking back 3 years ago when I was in the same position, the last time I ever fell for a girl. Entering a relationship is not because I choose it. It is not a decision where you ask yourself “Should I fall in love?” When we fall, we did not weigh the responsibilities that will be added to us. We fall in love because we feel it. We fall for someone because we are happy having him or her as our company, our partner that we can share part of ourselves.

 

Despite all the hardships and sacrifices that it brings us, we still choose to continue because we know that we’re happy with them. We are inspired to excel in something we do because of love. Even the pride and dignity we built for years topples down for the sake of that one person that just been part of our identity.

 

When we’re in love we’re simply happy. A different kind of happiness comes to ourselves especially when we know that the feeling we have is mutual, shared and expressed. It is the magic that keeps us going on, the strength that makes us fight when everything falls down, the inspiration that boost our adrenaline, the only feeling that brings a different type of excitement and rush of blood all over us. It is the feeling we can’t ever forget, not even when we’re in a new relationship. Once a part, it will always remain a part of us, only remained buried inside.

 

So why do I fall in love? I don’t know. All I know is the next time I’d be falling, I’d still remain stupid for it, just like the first time 3 years ago.

[lomex32]

In the Matrix movie,

 

Mouse said:

To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human.

 

Morpheus said:

You have to let it all go, Neo. Fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind.

 

 

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We are human beings, and perhaps emotional pain, besides logic, is something that separates us from the rest of the kingdom animalia. Like what Agent Smith said in The Matrix, human beings couldn't handle sweet perfection (which was the original model of the Matrix world that later on failed) because we define our reality through suffering and misery, and anything less than that, anything remotely close to perfection, our sanity cannot manage. So inspite of our complaints, we feel that pain is a natural condition of life. But the tricky part that I recently learned is that no matter how much we, perhaps unwittingly, embrace suffering we'd rather choose to hurt ourselves than let others hurt us, even if the former is frequently more intoxicating and debilitating than the latter.

[mariejoy]

patience and understanding.

[Dark_Hunk]

Doing evertyhing for her and expecting nothing in return.... Just her presence is enough to make your day perfect. :heart: :cool:

[tricks]

iv learned that we should not love too much not until u get married. hindi pala porke mag gf bf kayu eh kayu na sa huli. sobra lng cguro ako na hurt because i gave it all halos minahal ko yung tau kesa sa sarili ko.