#loveparadox

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Two hearts beating as one, yet still worlds apart. What is it about love that makes us merge into something new, yet somehow stay the same? Ive always been fascinated by this paradox, and Im sure man

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“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.” - Mother Teresa

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Love Paradox - Veronica Mendoza

Love is a very wonderful feeling where we can feel those butterflies in our stomachs, the loud beatings of our heart, and slow motion of everything. I remember it so well. I remember the stolen stares, the short eye contacts, the three AM conversations, the loud laughter, and the little things that can make me happy for the whole day despite of every wrong turn of events. Love is an open door where everyone can enter wholeheartedly and leave with a broken heart, a place that can be a paradise and a black hole at the same time.

 One can enter with all his heart yet leave with nothing but a piece of its broken pieces. Anyone can enter easily yet no one leaves too fast. It’s a door where only time and acceptance can be the key, a phase where you can’t move on whenever you want because love isn’t as easy as a, b, c. People can either enter voluntarily or enter unconsciously. They just wake up one day feeling it. The thing about love is we can’t decide what happens next. We cannot control the emotions and even the future. Falling in love doesn’t give us the security that person we fell for will fall with us. Sometimes we have to accept that we can’t have everyone we love, even if we gave everything to them. If we’re not enough then we’re not enough after realizing that they move on to find someone better, that someone who can be their “enough” and we can never change that fact.

 Love can either be a paradise and a black hole at the same time. It is surely confusing. It can make you feel the joy and pain at the same time. A paradise if that person loves us back because that feeling is like having all the things that we need and we want in our hands, and a black hole if he finds someone else. He did a wrong thing, yes. But that won’t take the love away, it would still be there even if it hurts too much being replaced by that new person in his life. A black hole because no matter what you do, you have to set him free, and setting him free means living in a black hole: a total darkness with no one else in it, until you finally move on.

  We may find ourselves in love but can also lose ourselves during the process because love leads to two things: inspiration or destruction. But the time we accept our defeat in the said battle, it’s time for us to start a new beginning wherein we’ll come back to love. It’s an unending cycle not until we find the right one. 

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The Love Paradox

When I met her, the only thing that I was certain of was that I was not certain of anything; which creates quite the paradox. My outlook on life was skeptical. My trust for anyone was near impossible to earn. Relationships were almost certainly out of the question; and I say “almost certainly” because I still was not certain of anything.

The first day that I really saw her I could tell quite visibly that she was beautiful and quickly caught on to her intellect. She gave off the appearance of innocence very well, but I quickly learned that she was quite the smart ass; but for some reason, I felt as if I could trust her. It was almost as if I were staring straight into a mirror and seeing somebody else’s eyes.

After spending some time talking with her (and by some I mean a lot) I came to the realization that I had grown feelings for her. I honestly couldn’t believe that it happened to me because I’d never had these feelings for anyone else before that particular time. Typically, I would have found myself engaged in some minor form of attraction that felt like a lactose intolerant person eating ice cream. It’s really great in the moment, but once that short moment is over, you feel like shit.

With her, though, it was something a whole lot bigger. Something... new. Something like love. In fact, that’s exactly what it was.

At the prime age of 21, I experienced my first love. I finally found somebody in life that I trusted, was attracted to, could relate with and could just be myself around. Now, granted, there are literally a million more reasons that I love her; but I will skip over those for time and reading sake.

This whole cataclysmic event in my life created yet another paradox. I was now infinitely certain, but not infinitely certain of everything. You see, I was now certain that this was the girl that I wanted to be with for the rest of my life; and I was absolutely certain that I was certain, ect.

I had taken a step out in the biggest moment of my life and jumped into the paradox that we call love. It’s a place where we want to live our life with someone, but would give our life for them. We want to hold them and never let them go, but we also want them to live life to the fullest; and let’s face it, as much as we love hugging, that’s not all there is to life. We want the other person to be happy so badly that we would take on their sadness to make them happy. All the while, it turns out that when one is sad that it makes the other sad, so that whole entire thought did absolutely no good to begin with. It also creates and endless sadness paradox, but I digress.

I didn’t realize it at the time; but when I jumped into this paradox, I had jumped into the greatest thing that would ever happen to me.

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