For all my grumbling that I don't have a girlfriend, or I don't have someone to crush on, I find myself glad that I don't have relationship problems. It's either a boon or a boo I guess.
Reading Rich's and Shuying's blog, I find being in a relationship (or trying to be in a relationship and eventually leading into a ménage à trois - albeit not married and all), very confounding indeed. You basically lose reason as your heart takes over the operations. Exciting, truthfully, but hurtful as time passes. Maybe it's not my cup of coffee.
Once upon a time I thought if two managed to get together, everything would be alright. Because everything wouldn't really matter. So far Shuying's story doesn't seem that way. She's always bogged down with her own baggage. Jas and Jun Xiong's story has also taught me that even the most ideal relationship can break down to pieces unmendable.
Question is, of course, would you rather have a whole heart untouched and cold, or a heart in pieces which once beat with the fervour which justifies its breaking?
Here's a song dedication to Rich! I like this song quite a lot. Hm. Musically I guess..
Eve, The Apple Of My Eye
Bell X1
You left it, I sent it
I want it back
You left it, I sent it
I want it back
If I had you here, I'd clip your wings
Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin
This plan of mine is oh so very lame
Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains
You left, I died,
I went and you cried
You came, I think
But I never really know
I've served my time
I've watched you climb
The wrong incline
But what do I know
Accept it, Don't let it
Turn the screw
Accept it, And let it
Scream back again at you
Now this applies both equally to you and I
The only thing we share
Is the same sky
These empty metaphors
They're all in vain
Why can't you see the grass is greener where it rains
You left, I died,
I went and you cried
You came, I think
But I never really know
I've served my time
I've watched you climb
The wrong incline
But what do I know
And I lie behind you
And a cradle you in the palm of me
And I pat your hair down
I think will we sink or swim?
'Cause we could do either on a whim
In the garden Snake was a charmin'
And Eve said let's give it a try
Now lead us not into temptation
But Eve is the apple of my eye
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