Are We But Placeholders?

[wha]

And there, standing near the shores of the sea of eternity, one did begin to question whether or not the wait was even worth the effort. For should the moment be but a passing and fleeting dream, forever fading away even as it is cherished? Does the risk, the dare, the farce of it all fly together in the face of all that would appear to be

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[bigdee]

The concerns and doubts you raise here are thoroughly familiar... for reference, there's a recent entry in my journal on the topic of disillusionment.

All I can suggest is this: Love in infinitely variable, from person to person and couple to couple. There's no single definition, and no single set of expectations and hopes, that can be applied to everyone.

[wha]

You're right, as is so often the case my friend. It is very funny, how similar our thoughts seem to be, and that we seem to reach them around the same time.

I guess, it's hard to begin to have some of that naive idealism stripped away, and realize that maybe true love isn't always possible, but love itself might be.

Take care.