Love will not always be equal. Love will not always be kind. Love will not always feel so satisfying. And don't believe anyone when they say that love will always be perfect. Since true love is really far from ideal, the sort that happens in real life. And when they say that love does not discriminate, it only takes and takes, it's true. He doesn't pick between saints and sinners. We all love each other and we rise and fall in the process. We're going to laugh, scream, break, and make our mistakes. Love will reach those who are kind among us, and those who are bad among us.
And even though you have the purest heart in the universe, it doesn't guarantee that love will always be on your side, automatically. You have an unbelievable spirit and a tender core. You always look out for those around you who are. You still think about the ones that are nearest to you. In a very optimistic way, you want to see the universe. You don't want to think of someone who's sick. You're not expecting the worst of anything to happen. You really want to be hopeful because in the world as it is, you feel like there is so much negativity. You are trying to cling to all the notions of good and honesty as much as possible.
And even though it's painful, you do it, even though all the odds are stacked against you. But that's one thing you need to know: it's not always a good thing. Often, letting go is just easier. You just can't keep moving on like this. It's not a safe way of living life. You may think you are sticking to your values, but in the end, you are slowly killing yourself. You have to be honest with yourself and take a long, hard look at the life you have; take a long, hard look at your relationship to see how far you're being pulled down.
Open your eyes and see all the possibilities you are being robbed of solely because of your relationship. And you shouldn't take that to mean that you failed or that you were a bad person in this relationship and that's why things didn't work out. Often there is a time limit for partnerships. And a relationship can always fail no matter who you are or how good of a person you may be. And when it is, you need to be confident enough to let go of it if a relationship is doing more harm than good. In order to know what is right for you, you need to be wise enough; and sometimes that means having to separate yourself from everything you hold dear to your heart. There's no one telling you it's going to be quick. And no one is going to promise that the moment you decide to let go, you're going to feel okay, but it's always the right thing to do. Here's the thing: love without attachment should always be what you trust as love. And your refusal to let go is not a sign of affection anymore; it is a sign of attachment. It's a symbol of obstinacy. It is an example of hardheadedness. Note that love does not own you. You have no right to say that you have love. Love is free and wanders about.
You always have to be able to remove yourself from items that are not intended for you. Through hanging on to a love that shouldn't have been yours to begin with, you don't want to rob yourself of the love that you're meant to get. Love is never a guarantee, and in the first place, you were never told anything. And when love wishes to let you go, be gracious enough to embrace it. Be gentle enough to say goodbye to love and distance yourself from it. Oh, let it go. And you can never hang on to something that, on the inside, is slowly destroying you.
You always have to be able to remove yourself from items that are not intended for you. Through hanging on to a love that shouldn't have been yours to begin with, you don't want to rob yourself of the love that you're meant to get. Love is never a guarantee, and in the first place, you were never told anything. And when love wishes to let you go, be gracious enough to embrace it. Be gentle enough to say goodbye to love and distance yourself from it. Oh, let it go. And you can never hang on to something that, on the inside, is slowly destroying you.
The only true love I believe in is my mother's. The rest are like shooting stars.