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Sunday, March 04, 2007

The Oldest Debate

No it's not chicken first or egg first but rather, it's being loved happier than loving someone?

"Find someone who loves you more than you love him and you'll be happy."
I'm sure this sounds familiar.

But is it really so?

If you don't love that person, why would you feel happy to be loved by him? Unless of course you have reached nirvana, the stage where you no longer expect anything of relationships except to have someone who treats you right and does all your biddings.

To love and being loved is the same amount of agony.

To be loved by someone you don't love, is agonising. You don't love him, yet, the one you love doesn't repay your love either, so your only option is to stay next to this someone you don't love. He will do anything for you, and you can even scold him, hit him.
Better yet you can proudly tell him, "I don't love you!" When you want to cry, you can loan his arms to jump into. When you need some compliments, he will shower you with it.

Depressed, you ask him, "Why do you have to treat me this good?"

He has no reply either.

At this moment do you feel happy? Or rather, affliction?

To be loved by someone you don't love, well initially you may feel a little proud but as the days go by, you began to fear that he will be all you can ever have. Aren't you worthy of finding someone you love? But why did fate decided to send him to you? He's nice, but the nicer he is to you, the unhappier you'll be. You want him to leave, yet you fear his departure.

All you can do is to decieve yourself: To be loved is happier than to love.

6:20 pm


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