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There was this little sparrow, she loved the white rose,
One day she decided that her love she would disclose,
She told the rose about her love and thought he too would propose,
But the white rose told her, he could love her only when he turned red,
So the little sparrow tore open her heart, and she bled and bled,
Her blood turned the white rose into deep red,
The rose fell in love with her, but the little sparrow was dead.
They say it hurts… being with someone who doesn’t love you back. Does it really?? What about being with someone who loves you more than you would ever love them? Or rather someone who you know you never could love. All this, considering that the person really is the best of their kind. Someone you should be really happy to be with. Only teeny tiny problem is that they you don’t love them. So now, what hurts more? Being with someone who does not love you or being with someone who loves you more than you would ever love them?
It is often human nature to decide upon comparative issues on the basis of a personal perspective. (WHAT??) When asked what is worse, it is only human to think of yourself on the perceived worse side… in this case unreciprocated love. I respectfully disagree. For someone who believes the former is worse, they clearly have never been on the other side. Because that hurts… a lot! Just try imagining yourself on the other side. So you’re with this great person, admit it, you possibly couldn’t do any better than them. But somehow, the great guy isn’t someone you could ever love. No, I am not going to say that is because you love someone else (that’s just lame!) don’t get the tissues out yet. It gets better. The person knows your side of the story and still loves you. (Cue: the tissues)
It is weird, sure! It is totally (??) the ‘never-thought-it-would-happen-to-me’ situation. The problem with those kind of situations is that you never really think something would never happen to you, until it actually does.
Damn Life!
I HATE LOVE :)
There was this little sparrow, she loved the white rose,
One day she decided that her love she would disclose,
She told the rose about her love and thought he too would propose,
But the white rose told her, he could love her only when he turned red,
So the little sparrow tore open her heart, and she bled and bled,
Her blood turned the white rose into deep red,
The rose fell in love with her, but the little sparrow was dead.
They say it hurts… being with someone who doesn’t love you back. Does it really?? What about being with someone who loves you more than you would ever love them? Or rather someone who you know you never could love. All this, considering that the person really is the best of their kind. Someone you should be really happy to be with. Only teeny tiny problem is that they you don’t love them. So now, what hurts more? Being with someone who does not love you or being with someone who loves you more than you would ever love them?
It is often human nature to decide upon comparative issues on the basis of a personal perspective. (WHAT??) When asked what is worse, it is only human to think of yourself on the perceived worse side… in this case unreciprocated love. I respectfully disagree. For someone who believes the former is worse, they clearly have never been on the other side. Because that hurts… a lot! Just try imagining yourself on the other side. So you’re with this great person, admit it, you possibly couldn’t do any better than them. But somehow, the great guy isn’t someone you could ever love. No, I am not going to say that is because you love someone else (that’s just lame!) don’t get the tissues out yet. It gets better. The person knows your side of the story and still loves you. (Cue: the tissues)
It is weird, sure! It is totally (??) the ‘never-thought-it-would-happen-to-me’ situation. The problem with those kind of situations is that you never really think something would never happen to you, until it actually does.
Damn Life!
I HATE LOVE :)
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