i was happy until i found love

i speak in behalf of someone i know...

i know a lot will react on this...
but i am just a soul who feels the other way...
it's how i feel and this is my way of relief...
you might say i don't have the right to discuss love...
or you might ask what do i know about love?

in the dictionary,
love is strong positive emotion of regard and affection...
but for me love = pain...
God have loved...
isn't it painful to let your His Son suffer because He loved us?
where is that positive emotion then?
or maybe love should really be matched with pain...

years ago-
i was happy...
i was contented...
i got along with people easily...
i always smile...
i had a light heart...
i was free...
when i fell in love-
it was a disaster...
i felt pain before i have realized it was love...
funny isn't it?
it was expressed but it wasn't meant to be...
and i have realized letting go isn't that easy...
the bitterness and pain stayed for a while...
until after more than a year...

i have totally recovered...
i have realized love isn't just from someone...
then i started recognizing the love of friends and family...
i went back to enjoying life...
how nice it is to live freely?
no asking permission from someone...
no one tells you what to do...
nobody's waiting...
no worries....
i have done everything i wanted to do...

until i found love the the second time...
i started appreciating it...
i started to like the feeling of loving...
when it suddenly broke me apart...
it was a sudden...
now, it leaves me wounds...

then i told myself...
I WAS HAPPY UNTIL I FOUND LOVE...

is love really like that?
or like what a friend is saying,
i was just looking at the other side of the coin?

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to those who love, keep loving...
to those who have love and lost it,
let go and move on...
maybe it's not yet at the right timing...
life doesn't end when love ends... :)
cheerup!