When it’s real it can’t be broken. It won’t just fade away like a rainbow after a storm or the sun as the night draws in. When it’s real, it’s here to stay. It’s not there one minute and gone the next. It will stay with you until the last words you speak and the last breath you take. There is no hesitation when it comes to true love, it’s as real as the air we breathe and the touch we feel. It may not always be stable and can get a little hard at times, but the real lies in whether it sticks with you through everything, the good and the bad. It may be the reason you’re hurting or why you’re insecure, but it’s also the reason why you care so much and why your heart feels warm. Nothing compares to this feeling, no amount of money and no amount of worthless attention can amount to the happiness you feel by loving someone and being loved. Never compare it to others; never have expectations of what it should be, just live in the moment with each other. Live in its beauty, and feel its generosity. Treasure it like it’s the most precious thing in the world. Nurture it so its grows and speak only words of kindness. The reason why old flames burn out is because they were never meant to last forever. The flame starts off strong, but eventually withers down to its last flicker. A new flame, if taken care off properly and loved beautifully, can last a lifetime in each other’s hearts. For when it’s real, it will never burn out.
Marriage is a gift and although it may seem easy to get married, the real beauty lies in how much effort and love you put into that marriage everyday for the rest of your lives together. The art of marriage takes understanding, knowing exactly when the other person is angry or upset, but better yet, knowing how to handle and comfort them at their lowest. The art of marriage takes patience and acceptance, not getting frustrated at the little things that wont matter in future and accepting their flaws as the one thing that makes them special. The art of marriage is about respect, understanding what hurts the other person and doing everything in your power to never let them hurt again, but more importantly, never being the reason why they are hurting. The art of marriage takes loyalty, being loyal to your every word and staying loyal to the most important word, ‘love’. The art of marriage takes courage, knowing that you have taken on a responsibility to be everything you can for that other person and always being there for every tear, every struggle, every loss and every pain they may feel. The art of marriage is about friendship, not only being lovers, but being each others best friend and shoulder to lean on. Marriage is an art that may take many years for some to perfect, and some may never finish perfecting it but the true art is in never stopping. Never taking one moment for granted and never giving up on the person that brings the art to life.
Why do people fall out of love just as quickly as they fall in love? Maybe it’s just this generation, but seems like people just don’t put the effort in anymore, and like magic the whole relationship disappears with no struggle to keep it together. Therefore, whats left is a destruction, nothing but a memory blowing away in the wind.
They say love conquers all, but if that was true then love would defeat any obstacle that stands in its way. Love would beat the odds for two souls doing all they can to become one. Love would be enough to keep people together no matter what storm they may face. However, if love really did conquer all then how could the thought of love for many be more important then actually being in love itself? Where the whole relationship becomes nothing more than a reflection of something it could have been. If a love is worth throwing away after years of being together then what chance is there for a happy ending? Yes relationships are hard, yes they need work but what most people neglect is to realise it takes time. Absence diminishes only small loves, not true love.
But how do you know when its over? When you’ve put more effort in trying then the other person or perhaps when you’re more in love with the memories then the person standing right in front of you? Either way it seems we are looking for something that doesn’t exist, a love that could never happen. Maybe that is the reason why we give up so quickly and maybe that is the reason why we are such an impatient generation. We want and we want but we forget what we truly need and deserve. A representation of true love seems as adequate as the love itself.
Therefore, what I am still trying to figure out is maybe we don’t actually fall out of love but merely lose sight of why we fell in love in the first place. True love is eternal, and if you are blessed enough to experience it then it could never truly depart. How could it, if you look at the word eternal itself its a forever feeling. So, maybe our memories become nothing more then ghosts that haunt us beautifully whenever the thought of our past is brought up. But one thing is evident, the fear of not experiencing love is far more terrifying than keeping your heart locked up everytime the possibility is right in front of you.
“Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” – plato