Ruthless Love

Ruthless Love

Love is supposed to be blind, but it can still make you do whatever it wants. Quarrel, fight or war, they have a lot to do with hatred, but it has more to do with love. Brawling love, Loving hate, Love that came from nothing, sad happiness, serious foolishness. Beautiful things muddled together into an ugly mess.  Love is heavy and Light, bright and dark, asleep and awake, hot and cold – it’s everything except what it is. This is the love I feel, though no one ever loves me back. Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs. When the smoke clears, love is a fire burning in your lover’s eyes. Frustrate love and you shall get an ocean made out of lovers’ tears.  What else is love? Love is nothing but a wise form of madness.

 Now old feelings of desire are dying and a new desire is eager to take their places. That fair for which love groaned for and would die. Now someone loves me and I’m in love too, both of us falling for each other, like bewitched by the charm of looks. But to my supposed to be enemy, I fell in love. She steals love’s sweet bait from fearful hooks. But love lend power, time means, to meet, tempering extremities with intense pleasure to meet my new beloved anywhere.

We know hate is strong, yet the world is still wrong.  The moon and the sun can’t relate. But we carry on this forbidden love, because love is much stronger than hate. Hate! Hate that made us apart, a wall between you and me, a tower you are locked in. But love, love always makes way for us. I won’t give up until there is love in this world. But how can such a thing like love can make us together? Hatred that can conquer all even love itself can be replaced by hate.  What should I do?

You’re like a snake disguised as a flower, a dragon that hides I such a beautiful cave, a beautiful tyrant and a fiendish angel. You are a raven with feathers of the dove, a wolfish ravening lamb. I hate you but you seemed to be the most wonderful person. You turned out to be the exact opposite of what you seemed. Oh nature, A saint that should be damned, a villain who seemed honorable. What we’re you doing in hell? Why did you put the soul of a criminal in the perfect body of a man? Was there ever such an evil book with such a beautiful cover? I can’t believe the deepest evil lurked inside something so beautiful.

And now, I’m so afraid to love or fall for someone. I’m afraid to be hurt again; I don’t want to be hurt anymore. Maybe I should let go for you and my sake, it’s the best for all of us. Now, I look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can. You are an expert at sorry and keeping lives blurry, never impressed by me acing your test. All the people you run dry have tired lifeless eyes cause you burned them out, and I took your matches before fire could catch me because you burned them out. I took your matches before fire could catch me so don’t look back. I’m shining like fireworks, over your sad empty town. And now that we parted ways, I hope I will still be in the back of your mind. I hope we can still hold each other’s hand or we sit beside each other, just that close and my soul shall be cherished by your love and perished by your hatred.

You and I walk a fragile line, I never thought to live and see it shattered into pieces.  Love needs trust but confusions degrade trust and degraded trust makes hatred. So why love and trust each other if you know both of it will just lead to chaos? Hatred is like rust, when rust starts to consume the iron, there will be nothing left but a degraded and weak iron that is useless, but you can paint the iron to hide those impurities caused by the rust or all you can do is get another iron without any stains. In a relationship, hatred, miscommunications and confusions, all of them destroys and ruins a relationship. When the hatred consumes the heart of thee, there is nothing left but a vague reminiscence of your relationship but you can make up your relationship but you can’t deny and hide your chaotic, rebellious history and antiquity.

Speak now or forever hold your peace, the lines that shattered me into pieces. The utter silence that made me froze. All of them gazing at me and I’m here standing alone in a crowded room of these damned saints. The doors of heavens opened for me as well as the doors to hell. I heard the souls of the damned screaming in scorching pain and thirst for love, those angels that hum, rejoicing in triumph for I will fight for our love. I will rather be with you and be poor as a rat than living in such an elegant life without you.  I do believe that the chaos we experienced is just a part of our fate. I would rather die with you than be alone and let one of us dies. Courage is what I lack, terror that reigns all over my body. Roses are like love, you will be attracted to its beauty and you can’t resist picking it up but you can’t prevent from being pricked by its thorns.

Distance, timing, breakdown, fighting, silence, the train runs off its tracks. Kiss me, try to fix it. Could you try just to listen? Hang up; give up and for the life of us we can’t get back. Say yes, and thou shall receive the pain brought by eternal loneliness. I’m not a saint, no, not at all but I swear that I can never ease that loneliness but I promise to be on your side to share with your solitude. This love is a Sad Beautiful Tragic Love affair. It’s either let go or fight for, two opposing words yet both have a big role in love. Love that caused distress and catastrophe to the humankind, an ugly fruit in such a beautiful tree. Love that started humanity shall bring an end for humanity.

P.S.: Some lines are from Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare.