When reading this book, I kinda get a sense of what the author wants us to be like, or in another word, what the author is like, if in his life he practices what he writes.
Imagine someone you know, whose mind is always positive. Some who’s always avoid thinking negatively about another person. Someone who’s vulnerable, brave, cheerful, unafraid of love, be the first one to approach people, who’s a radiant sun to people around him, who’s emotionally mature, who’s understanding, you never worry about saying wrong things to him/her, and an anchor to ships during deadly storm.
But what if I’m the one who’s always leaving?
and I have no love to share.
Heck I don’t even know what ‘giving love’ exactly means.
I mean, just being present is enough? I help people if they ask for help. Is that giving love enough?
dude…
I should get tested
for sociopathy. 😀
While writing this, a song from Amy Winehouse was playing: Love is A Losing Game.
Love is a losing game
One I wished I never played
Oh, what a mess we made
And now, the final frame
Love is a losing game
I love this song as it teaches us one of love’s core: whoever loses, they win.
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