Wednesday, 25 May 2011

On Love- 201

"I have never understood how a geniune, elementary, thoroughly true love can remain unrequited since such a love is nothing but the urgent and blessed appeal for another person to be beautiful, abundant, great, intense, unforgettable: nothing but the surging commitment for him to amount to something. And tell me, who would be in a position to refuse this appeal when it is directed at him, when it elects him from among millions where he might have lived obscured by his fate or unattainable in the midst of fame... No one can seize, take, and contain within himself such love: it is so absolutely intended to be passed onward beyond the individual and needs the beloved only for the ultimate charge that will propel its future orbiting among the stars"

--Rainer Rilke

Friday, 20 May 2011

I have Yet to Learn how to Say Goodbye

I used to think that I know how to love, that I had it all figured out, that it was always "them" that didn't know how to love me. Now... I'm not so sure. I don't know if I know how to love anything, even myself. My heart weighs heavy from the pain I've caused.

Now... he is leaving, just like the ones before him. I wish I could say something to make him stay, but my words fail me. I see him fading away in the distance; becoming another memory, piercing another hole in my heart.