Dead Stars

               I would probably get BITTER every time my friends would talk about love (or shall I say heartaches?). I prefer to keep quiet and pretend they’re not around. It seems to me that they have only one perception of it – love is when a boy and a girl would fall for each other. It sounds romantic, isn’t it? It gets into my nerves though. No doubt I would really nod if my teacher would mention that she’d prefer to watch horror movies than romance. Then she had to talk about the story again and I had to sit there and listen to my classmates’ may-pinaghuhugutan-answers.

                I don’t understand why love is so complicated. Human beings made it that way, I guess. Love, love, love – what does it really mean?

Love – it’s what everybody is chasing for. People thought it can only be found from others. They would tend to forget that it should start within them. As what the song sings: learning to love yourself – it is the greatest love of all. It’s actually my view of the word at the moment. You might feel so loved by other people and yet there’s always something that is missing. Someone might love you because you are lovely, kind and happy. You know you are supposed to appreciate those things. However, you would end up being bothered. Why? Because you seemed to disagree with what have been said. You don’t find yourself that way. Something is missing – the greatest love of all.

                Love is what people thought what love is. That’s why some of them could not move on easily. They are so attached to that thought which drives them to a feeling that may actually not exist anymore. They find it hard to fully accept the real situation.

                There are people who are living at present because they have no choice. Truth is – the past still lingers on them. So, they find some ways in order to let go. Sometimes, it isn't just enough. They crave to see the persons involved and to make things clear or else they will remain empty.

                Yes, past is past. However, we can’t say goodbye to memories. These are the things which may be dead yet so alive in an individual’s mind – this is what I understand from the story Dead Stars.

                Love occupied most of our memories perhaps. That’s why it is so complicated because our memories have different shades of color – and these shades may turn us into someone we didn't expect to be.