I feel blue today. Last night as I was talking to Ella we both wondered how we never seem to get it-- how we always end up finding ourselves in the same situation over and over again. I don't know if we're just too stubborn or just plain stupid.
I am a hopeless romantic. Admittedly, I am a sucker for optimism. But there are times when I just feel its hard to remain one. Sometimes I wish I could just turn feelings on and off at a whim. Maybe then it would be easier. Maybe then it wouldn't matter so much.
I know I shouldn't wallow in self pity. I have so much going on for me. But in the end, I'd gladly walk away from it all, for that one thing that truly matters...
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Found this nice love poem by the eternal romantic Pablo Neruda. I wish I always have his faith.
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.