Love raises you to Seventh Heaven and then releases you to your fall. It’s a variable kind of entity. In the beginning, you only expect to rise, because that’s how happiness works in nature. But then, you fall for the first time. You crash big time. And to finally stand up, many tears need to be shed just as many nerves need to be ruptured. You swear to yourself that you won’t ever be fooled again. It works. At least for a little while. Then the same thing happens to you again only in different contexts. The pain of you fall differs in each circumstance. Although, the only certainty is the fact that the pleasure of your rise is always much higher than the pain of your fall however swift it may be.
Joy is always rapid and temporary, but your heart, mind, body, and soul remember every tiny bits of it, warming your wholeness entirely. They remember until there is nothing left to remember, because erasure is inevitable. No matter how long and unbearable your heart’s enduring may be, there is always joy that follows, which is much stronger than pain. Thus you continue on loving even if pain outnumbers pleasure, because you think it is all worth it in the end.
You never expected to have feelings for someone, at least not this year. You wanted to live a calm life without any drama, hiding yourself from any tragedies that come your way. Alas, one can’t always be cautious. It’s unavoidable for one to fall into a trap. But calling it a trap is an overstatement. The person you have feelings for may not have any feelings for you. You know it well, but you still hope that the person might see you from another perspective. Oh, but you’re a fool! And this, also, you know very well, but you do not mind. You do not mind, because you tell yourself, “It’s better to have loved than to have never loved at all.” Even if it means to have loved in the most insufferable conditions. Because love is all that jazz. |
Submission Name: Love is all that jazz
