tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post1943413329337552642..comments2023-12-14T18:17:52.957-08:00Comments on The Train Wreck Love Life: you go your way, I go mine, but I'll see you next timeEmilly Orrhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07245643246821826101noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-34518279308262421902007-08-14T17:01:00.000-07:002007-08-14T17:01:00.000-07:00It is. It's rule six. Even when it hurts, I beli...It is. It's rule six. Even when it hurts, I believe in that. To love with the whole of your heart, and risk the pain of losing that love...it is a <I>great</I> risk, with greater hurt in store.<BR/><BR/>Love anyway. Because to be closed and barriered, to me, is worse even than grieving lost love. Lost love, as much pain as it carries, still means <I>that</I> you loved, still means you were <I>capable</I> of love. Means that you were open to all possibilities.<BR/><BR/>I've lived the frozen life, I've lived sealed away from touch and light, emotion and consequence. It's too cold for me there, I wither, not thrive. I had to throw the keep doors open, which shattered the walls I'd built.<BR/><BR/>Even with that...love anyway. Terrifying as that is, much of the time. I have to cling to that as having value.Emilly Orrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245643246821826101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-25478705848981947662007-08-14T16:50:00.000-07:002007-08-14T16:50:00.000-07:00Great love means great risk and the potential for ...Great love means great risk and the potential for great loss, Love anyway... I believe that quote is yours.<BR/><BR/>I used to love easily, but my heart wounds too quickly for my own liking. Walls are erected, barriers deployed until one day you realize you do not know how to love anymore because it is encased in ice. Emotions are foreign and love is just another word. Yet you cannot envy those whom give it so freely because you do not know how.<BR/><BR/>But you do not have to think that route, your quote fits your personality and for that I must commend you. I believe you have seen the darkest as you have seen the brightest. Do not feel sorrow. If I could envy someone, it would be you.TotalLunar Eclipsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07386437879304240627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-70068239821097977122007-08-14T12:31:00.000-07:002007-08-14T12:31:00.000-07:00Well, love and trust, or at the least, relationshi...Well, love and trust, or at the least, relationship and trust, they <I>should</I> go together. Seeming or believed.<BR/><BR/>Ashes in the mouth, that's the death of hope, paired with injury to love.Emilly Orrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245643246821826101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-7716077171390725832007-08-14T12:23:00.000-07:002007-08-14T12:23:00.000-07:00ashes in our mouth? I have been hit with the iron ...ashes in our mouth? I have been hit with the iron rod before but nobody has ever given me ashes in my mouth.<BR/><BR/>Then again, I am new to SL..turnerBroadcastinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966930351554884742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-44783362876624934692007-08-14T08:37:00.000-07:002007-08-14T08:37:00.000-07:00Love's best habit is seeming trust.This works well...Love's best habit is seeming trust.<BR/>This works well in LA also.<BR/><BR/>Trust me on this.turnerBroadcastinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966930351554884742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-29210578030080169632007-08-13T08:42:00.000-07:002007-08-13T08:42:00.000-07:00Very well put, indeed. Thank you.Very well put, indeed. Thank you.Emilly Orrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07245643246821826101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2135301473915671680.post-51551081624008014792007-08-13T05:17:00.000-07:002007-08-13T05:17:00.000-07:00It continues to be my experience that love MUST al...It continues to be my experience that love MUST alter and MUST bend, yet never yield. Love that is unalterable and inflexible becomes a tyrrany, a dictator fixed upon domination and conquest.<BR/><BR/>Love may <I>endure</I> forever, but it can not be stagnant. If it can not adapt we are left with nothing but an iron rod, a furrowed brow and ashes in our mouths.<BR/><BR/>-iDCJSFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02497029238848646515noreply@blogger.com