To everyone who sold to me the ideas about love and romance - Fuck You very much! To every romantic book, movie, song and story I've come across - Fuck You very much!
The one thing that has caused me the greatest pain, hurt, tears, humiliation, damage, loss, grief, frustration is love.
To love itself - Fuck You very very much!
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Without trying to belittle you or to detract from whatever you have experienced, there is only one point to be made: there is such a thing as 'willing suspension of disbelief'. Belief that does not stand vindicated turns into bitterness, so, sorry for your situation.
ReplyDeletePS: Hate being intrusive, but, in other words, one is supremely responsible for selling oneself any idea, whether its love or the relative efficacy of laundry detergents. No facetiousness intended.
ReplyDeleteI so feel you on this one this week.
ReplyDeleteLibran Lover...love is also the one thing that has caused the greatest amount of passion, joy and happiness. After experiencing loss (particularly about love) this poem by Rumi often puts things in perspective.
ReplyDeleteThe Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows
who violently sweep your house
empty of it's furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out for some new delight!
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whhoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Thanks much, everybody, for your comments.
ReplyDeleteAmerican Girl - That is a beautiful poem! Special thanks for sharing.
Such transparent expression of anguish! You do have a way with it!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it time that we found out the meaning of the much hyped word "love"?