Love... what a strange thing.
Who really knows what is it about? We all say we are in love, but who knows if we are all feeling the same "love"?
In my opinion, everyone is different, and consequently there are so many types of loving: Some people might be rather affectionate, and some others more serious. In my case I'm someone so warm and happy in love, because I think that this is one of the things in life we can enjoy more. =P In our lifes we all have been, for sure, in love more than one time.
The good thing about it is that all our experiences are different, and they all begin and end in different ways, but when we remember them, we can find something that makes you smile! I think all our relationships can't be so sad and terrible (most of times, as they end), it would be good that we could control our memories to catch the best of them.
But, unfortunately, we can't usually do it and the memories that remind best in our minds are the worst and the ones that had a bad impression in our lifes: unpleasant moments. Those are the ones that we have to try to keep inside, that are only our's. Probably, our experience is more based in the bad ones that in the good ones, and our character is defined by them, and that's true, in all cultures, idioms, people, countries... nevermind!
In conclusion, we might not be perfect in love and sometimes we can promise things that we might regret later, but we are humans, and like the other animals, we can't be perfect!!
Paula.
dimecres, 18 d’abril del 2012
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