by Myself
Dear Myself,
You have got to end this certain sadness which had been keeping you “happy” for a long while now. Stop talking about constructs of romance, you must, for it is worthless when put alongside images of loneliness.
Remember, though, that the greatest love is that which is unrequited. Next would be one that’s unprofessed. You are privileged that yours is both. Yours is the greatest. And thus, even if you quit, you can never lose in this particular battle. Quit now, my dear, for this antebellum is most opportune for surrendering.
The sun shines today, as it had yesterday. Tomorrow, if God allows, it will shine again, perhaps hotter, more scorching than before, but always—always and forever—just as brightly as when it first rose from behind the mountains of time. You may live in this melancholy all your life, but the sun would never care for your troubles, as it is blinded by its own brilliance. And we cannot blame the sun for burning like that.
If you keep yourself in this utter darkness you’ve painted with your eyes shut, you may not remember the beauty of light. So I tell you, my friend, it’s high time to open them, your eyes. Love will remain to be called love, as it was in the Renaissance, or during the world wars, or perhaps even in the prehistoric age when man had no use for words: Love has always been called as such.
But tomorrow, if you just open your eyes and see the world again, even if you keep that memory of unhappiness, love may have a new meaning.
With love,
Your Other Self.
P.S.
And stop pondering concepts of d-----, will you?
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All My Accidental Christmas Cheers
1 day ago
jolly...jolly.. try to be jolly..maybe u can remove that darkness ur eyes see and replace it with a lot of colors and yeah p.s dont try to think more concepts of death...
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thanks, rico for yer comment. yep, I'm trying to be jolly.
ReplyDeleteabout death though, i;m not suicidal or anything, hehe. its just that next to love, death is such a beautiful concept.
cheers!