Helloo.

This is a topic I've never really noted out loud before, so pay attention, children.  I've been inspired.  The AIM profiles, the avatars, the banners, the headlines; my mind couldn't resist to delve into it, ponder and wonder while the topic was at peak, until the internal dwellings have finally overflown. 

Finally, my personal take on it.  [Potentially.. only Part ONE  =D  Dammit people, it's an inspiring topic]

Love.

Love is, in fact, as fragile as the world claims. 

I used to theorize otherwise: armed with belief that it was actually, unsuspectingly, the epitome of fortresses and only the most trecherous of actions and words could possibly break through.  But now, placed in the world I am now, in which everything seems different, a hand to hold, nothing becomes easier to analyze or describe; although, things begin to continue to shape the puzzle of life with pieces I never suspected have existed.  Such as the obvious statement, found in xanga banners, famous quotes, and myspace avatars alike: Love is fragile. 

Love is a child, an infant unable to fend for itself or survive on its own.  Love is a glass vial, prepared to fall off the counter and break into a million shard.  Love is a dandelion, its pieces ready to disassemble and fly away.  The fortress, in fact, is the two people that hold this love with all their hearts and strength, unwilling to concede to forces unknown that wish for them to fall.  When it's right, the fortress will fight for love, will stand up to keep it safe.  They must protect it, care for it, nourish it.  Mend the loose threads that threaten the unwinding of love, care for its wounds.  If any of the two cannot, then it was never meant to be from the beginning.

However, I will never understand how love can hurt.

The only pain is to feel nothing at all.. how can I hurt when I'm holding you? -- I'm yet to experience this foretold dangerous, injurious love that I've been so warned about and have heard about.  I hear it so often, and yet it sounds so impossible.  Perhaps pain from loss of love.  Pain from love not being returned.  Pain from the bitter deception that you were loved.  But pain from love?  I don't understand, I can't even grasp the idea of it. 

I truly hope I never do.

Don't get me started on "forever".  That'll be saved for another day.

Good day to you all.

Today's lesson: Distances can be erased with the greatest of ease.

the sacred simplicity of you at my side

Bye for now.