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Is it really better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all... ?
This question came to me while I was reading a book this weekend... The question is also thrown into conflict by my own personal theory that it is better to regret having done something, than to regret never been able to do it or not having done it...
Added to this, my own personal experiences have never left me much hope in "Lost Love" department. I have only ever loved once and lost it pretty much all at the same time. So in telling the truth, I would rather never have loved at all...
Walking around for 7 years without wanting to love is an all too painful reminder that my heart still belongs to only one person.
So I do realise that the question 'Better to have or Not to have?' is dependant on the person and their circumstances, along with whether they have really loved or not... I quite confusing for me...
A little while ago, a friend turned to ask me what the opposite of love is... My reply...
" Love just is. There is no opposite, there is no equivalent, there is not comparison. Love IS "
I care not to divulge the intensity of the situational mood. As in doing so I would only seek to obliterate the fragmented dreams that I considered life. To love will only offer falsified hope to my ever faltering lust for togetherness. For only in love can one truly fathom the depth of an emotion likewise or opposing to the idea of love. Thus when, and only when, the unequivocal comes to pass will we insinuate to others what our love really is.
What do you all think... ?
"And so the lion fell in love with the Lamb"
"What a stupid Lamb"
"What a sick, masochistic lion"
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