Hearts month is over, I know…I just can’t help it. For the past few days, I’ve been listening to I-wanna-die-our-relationship-is-doomed stories and it’s breaking my heart. Been there. I know the pain of losing the one you love and the agony of letting go of the fact that it’s indeed over.

And for whatever reasons, it happens all the time.

Why does divorce, broken hearts and letting go exist? Why is it that, at first you thought everything is perfect and then realize the next minute it isn’t after all? These thoughts horrifies me. That is why even when the relationship is on the right track, I am already thinking of the probable reasons and factors that will ruin the relationship, where-when-why, and strategies to avoid them.

Such a paranoid, eh?

Someone told me that the logic is simple. One shouldn’t love someone too much or else God or fate or whoever will take them away from you. Silly? I don’t know. To each his own.

Love is like politics and religion. Absolute oneness is impossible.