Love Notes, Part One

Due to the rainy weather the past week, my brain has become too tired to contrive putting two thoughts together. Hence, I have nothing to blog about. Either that, or talk about the blasted weather itself. I have promised myself to be a better blogger, especially now that I do have spare time. Problem is that I really don't have anything original to say. Well, I did do a book review. I guess my brain power is only up to there only this weekend.

So to prevent from blank-posting my blog today, I'll just share some love notes with you, the first of two. I dunno whom to credit though because when a friend of mine shared these with me years and years ago, it was in audio format--and with zero credits either. I loved them too much though that I just had to transcribe them.

Here is the first one--I'll do the other one later. Any editing and transcription errors are my own. I've personally titled this "The Dance of Love."

There were two hearts who met in a dance. The moment was magical, there was a sweet song playing, there was harmony, and soon, love in the air. They fell in love and they started to building castles in their dreams and promised forever with all certainty. But somewhere in the midst of the fun, they got lost in the dance. Something went wrong but they can never do anything. They were just drifting away, their fortress falling apart. There were so many questions but no one had an answer.

When we truly love someone, we give our best and let that person see the pureness of our intention. But sometimes that person makes us cry and hurts us for the wrong reason. That someone must have loved us but he has not loved us enough to make him stand for what he truly felt. Now we are faced with the seemingly impossible task of forgetting. We have burdened ourselves long enough but we still can't get out of this emotional trap. Let us try to remember that the more we forget someone we love, the more painful letting go will become. Sometimes we never have to take that person out of our hearts at all for he will always be there, no matter how hard we try to drive him away. It isn't his presence that makes this difficult; it is out stubbornness to accept our destiny that aligns forgetting next to impossible. We keep a cold face but deep in our hearts there is still that lingering hope for a reconciliation.

Somehow, we still believe we can rekindle small embers and relight the fire that once burned in our hearts. These thoughts give us hope. But it also breeds the seeds of loneliness and despair. The only way to accept is to forget. And the only way to move on is look ahead, and let the footprints of the past be blown by the wind of time. Only then can our hearts find a partner in the dance of love and hopefully, never get lost again.