The Flood on the Shore

And here are her thoughts. I don't believe I am the type to give my heart away easily. I think it's just that innate desire in me to want to love others and understand the kind of people they are—individually. But I have learned, that once my heart is attached to one, the love that I possess for them changes. Must we always go through a withdrawal process with every one? I think so. I miss so much people that are away and just close by. The company, the similarities, the differences, the newness, the entire learning process on each other. It changes. It's beautiful all the time, but then again there is always that chance that one day it will die. Or it doesn't have to die, sometimes it just passes on to someone else. When your time is up, all you can really do is hold on to what you have left and hope that the next time it comes around, nothing is different. I hate this feeling, though: The withdrawal of a friendship becoming fast stale. Whatever happened to the friendship that is not easily wasted? I keep wondering. Trust issues always becomes the first problem when such "wasting" happens. And you think to yourself, how can you trust anyone again? But then there's that tiny beauty of being human beings that are in perpetual need of each other. Despite how many times our heart experiences brokenness, it will always go back to the beginning. We are human enough to live, and love, and lose and do it all over again. That is the beauty of life.