I'm not sure what's more upsetting, the feeling that I'm falling in love with him again, or the thought that I may have never stopped loving him in the first place.
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Oh my GOD I am so glad someone else has had this kind of sensation. Because it really is a sensation, whether you consider it negative or positive. And what would be so wrong with still loving him? Sometimes they're worth it. Sometimes.
I've fallen in and out of lo.ve with more gi.rls than I would honestly care to count. (Depending on your definition of lo.ve and taking into account my age at the time of the falling.) But I think that sometimes the person is very much worth it. Some of the ones I've known have been.
Personally, I believe that love - that is, true love and not a fleeting crush so often mistaken for love - never will die. It may hide itself, may get pushed from your mind either by concious effort, emotional crisis and pain, or time and seperation. But it won't ever truly die.
I think that in love once means always in love, whether it works out or not.
So it is totally natural for you to still love him, but that may not be what you want. If not, that's fine. I'm not a big advocate of "soulmates" and being made for each other. Humans are imperfect, and as such so are our emotions.
The one thing I'm not sure of is this: Are our minds unaware of our body's desires, or are our bodys unaware of our mind's designs?
Because I know I've fallen for people that I would just as soon be able to forget.
Blah, I think love is something much more important that what we give it credit for. Our high school relationships are in most cases definitely not love. Some people marry their high school sweet-hearts and 70 years later they're still married, great for them, but that's an exception.
Perhaps our reduction of love's meaning is a cause for the increase of divorce rates, or perhaps we just have more freedom to escape the crappy realationships we throw ourselves into.
or maybe because we have grown intolerant and selfish, incapable of solving our problems and so instead we flee from them.
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Amen to that, poster.
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