Wall...

Now that line you may have heard a million times. Read in
various books. Seen on innumerable daily soaps. But for 
some reason it actually is true.

People always leave.

And by leave I don’t mean that they leave and move to another city or country. By leave I mean literally and actually leave. When I say leave, I mean some die, and some just go away from your life. Sometimes for the good, sometimes for the bad. No one is here to stay and it’s time we all accepted that fact of life.

As human beings it’s our tendency to get attached to people we live with, to depend on them, to help them, to love them, to let them love us. But the trick in life is to stay detached. To keep safe distance. I am trying this very hard. To stay detached. Yes. There has to be love. But how much can you involve yourself into others. Where do you draw the line? How can you love someone truly and yet stay detached? What does being emotional mean? For me it means allowing the other person to make you feel vulnerable. Love is a fucked up concept and yet we all are drawn to it. We drown in it.

Most of us have a board on our head or a wall built around us which clearly signals that please stay off limits. But eventually someone breaks in, pushes through. Helps you out in ways that you may want to let that person in. He/She comes in and and settles down. You start loving that person with all your heart and soul. Slowly insecurity creeps in. Trust is shaken and it's a circle again. Love is messed up. Yet, we all go searching for that one true love. Does the concept of true love exist? I don't know. Do i want to know? I don't know. I am just happy now trying to figure out how this thing works. True love will happen eventually.