"I'm giving up on love cause love has given up on me..."
You know why I like blogs? Because it's a cool way to network ideas, thus allowing us to open our minds to different perspectives and explore new thoughts. This journey we call "life" has way too many twists, thus calling for a little bit of understanding to help cushion our falls, and what better way to seek understanding than by broadcasting our ideas and opening our hearts to new interpretations from the people that we've come to respect the most?
Interestingly enough, Kit's friend, Ln, has started somewhat of an epidemic by posing a rather profound question and challenging us to delve deep into our own experiences when constructing our answers. The question at hand: Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all??
Kit chose the ladder and I think he backed up his answer very well and provided a lot of good premises towards his side of the debate. Sadly, I concurred. I tried to fight this agreement because, as Kit noted, it's not romantic in a woman's eyes by any stretch of the imagination to prefer not to love, but I had no recent personal recollections that could fend for the former side of the argument. So, yes, I would have preferred to never have loved at all.
I know that this seems absolutely ludicrous, but in order to have the good outweigh the bad, it becomes necessary to have shared a deep connection with someone that left butterflies lingering in your stomach. For me, any butterfly that I was given was squished by neglect and dishonesty. I've been strung along and let down to the point where all the experiences over the past 3 years have been slurred into one big disappointment. And that pretty much sucks, so why the hell should I even bother? Because I know what it's like to love....
Think about it: if you (girls) had never ever shaved your legs, would it bother you to have leg hair that was half an inch long? No, because you wouldn't know any different. And guys, if you had never had sex before in your life, would it bother you so much that you weren't getting laid? No, because you would have never awakened the sexual beast inside of you that is unfortunately always hungry.
If I didn't know what it was like to love, then would it bother me that I sit alone most nights wishing my phone would ring? Would it bother me that I didn't have someone special to call besides my family and best friend to share my excitement with when I got into MCG? And would it bother me that I didn't have someone to hug at the end of a bad day to make me feel better?
No. But, I do know what it's like to have the affections of an amazing person, and just being able to remember how wonderful it feels is painful enough to make me want it more.
I don't mind waiting on the person that God is going to give to me, but in the mean time, I wish I had nothing good to remember so that I wouldn't know what I was really missing. I'd prefer to have never loved at all.....
Take care you guys! Love you....
"I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad.
Life aint hard but it’s too long to live it like some country song.
Trade the truth in for a lie, cheating really aint a crime.
I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me"
~Kerosene, Miranda Lambert
Interestingly enough, Kit's friend, Ln, has started somewhat of an epidemic by posing a rather profound question and challenging us to delve deep into our own experiences when constructing our answers. The question at hand: Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all??
Kit chose the ladder and I think he backed up his answer very well and provided a lot of good premises towards his side of the debate. Sadly, I concurred. I tried to fight this agreement because, as Kit noted, it's not romantic in a woman's eyes by any stretch of the imagination to prefer not to love, but I had no recent personal recollections that could fend for the former side of the argument. So, yes, I would have preferred to never have loved at all.
I know that this seems absolutely ludicrous, but in order to have the good outweigh the bad, it becomes necessary to have shared a deep connection with someone that left butterflies lingering in your stomach. For me, any butterfly that I was given was squished by neglect and dishonesty. I've been strung along and let down to the point where all the experiences over the past 3 years have been slurred into one big disappointment. And that pretty much sucks, so why the hell should I even bother? Because I know what it's like to love....
Think about it: if you (girls) had never ever shaved your legs, would it bother you to have leg hair that was half an inch long? No, because you wouldn't know any different. And guys, if you had never had sex before in your life, would it bother you so much that you weren't getting laid? No, because you would have never awakened the sexual beast inside of you that is unfortunately always hungry.
If I didn't know what it was like to love, then would it bother me that I sit alone most nights wishing my phone would ring? Would it bother me that I didn't have someone special to call besides my family and best friend to share my excitement with when I got into MCG? And would it bother me that I didn't have someone to hug at the end of a bad day to make me feel better?
No. But, I do know what it's like to have the affections of an amazing person, and just being able to remember how wonderful it feels is painful enough to make me want it more.
I don't mind waiting on the person that God is going to give to me, but in the mean time, I wish I had nothing good to remember so that I wouldn't know what I was really missing. I'd prefer to have never loved at all.....
Take care you guys! Love you....
"I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad.
Life aint hard but it’s too long to live it like some country song.
Trade the truth in for a lie, cheating really aint a crime.
I’m giving up on love cause love’s given up on me"
~Kerosene, Miranda Lambert
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