A Living Catalyst

about being cynical

we were jus talking about feeling old over msn, and thats how she told me about her trigger for the search back to youth. oh dear, its a break-up with her bf of 7 years.

love is really a wonderful and hateful thing.

when in love, we tend to think of nothing about our self. no spelling err here, its self.
individuality disappeared, maybe thats why britney sings when 2 becomes 1, thus no individuality is allowed.
its wonderful when we have a person to depend on, and grow old together. and so, the picture of 2 snowy-haired old persons hand in hand strolling in the garden.

its hateful, when there are sorrows.
but when is sorrow invisible in life.
in arguements, we cry, we blame and we scold. one kept slient and apologise, quietly taking the blame for what he did and did not.

love is blind, not becos of its negative effects, but becos its dazzling smile upon lovers.
so blind that we willed to move forward regardless of the rubbles which some routes lead to.

but when love chooses to unblind u, u become cynical.
becos now that u see the rubble and ruins left to endure.
why did u not see it coming??
becos we were blind and thought all will go well for we willed to go on.
or maybe we had grown up.

its scary when first lovers in a long time r/s breaks.
what had they missed out saying to each other in the process?
what had gone wrong?
why didnt they ask each other what's wrong? and what's changed?

maybe thats why ppl say dun think too much and jus treasure the present bliss, but arent u afraid too?
how do one really enjoy the present if there is unclarity in the future?

i dun like being cynical like i was a year ago when i question uncertainty in everything.

willed... to oasis.

posted by simplecatalyst @ Monday, April 09, 2007