Life is funny, we say; we are funnier, if you contemplate.
We pine for what we thought we had, but never really did. We miss that thing that never was in our life. And do we really have what we have now?
It is nothing, just a sporadic case of me being flummoxed by a trove of memories that may seem to recede into the forgotten corners of the mind but despite all the gathered cobwebs, it glistens, fresh and untarnished, as bang! it assails you, unaware and unprepared. I cherish what I have today, with little but treasured regrets of the ‘what-had-been’, with simple joys and sublime happiness, and people to share and witness each others’ journeys across and beyond, some together, some solitary.
But standing on the verge of a change forthcoming, flitting across a myriad of pictures in my heart, in a moment of searching for the lost, I pause. I mourn for a lost soul, a colored and a bright life that I hadn’t known before it was no more; I grieve for a broken marriage, one that shriveled up and died, thirsty and pleading; I rage at an used and abused love where the love was conquered by all; and lastly, I pine for a friend, loved, lost and never mine, but one who keeps her tabs and her place in the pages of my non-existent diary. Love hurts but rarely dies.
Maverick Misfit 
We all yearn for a true friend, who'd know us through and through and would love us true for being what we are 🙂
Loved the line,'love hurts but never dies'
Hugs
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Sigh..this is so true-love hurts but never dies! I wish there were some capsules available which could help forget/undo specific things from our lives
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Everything is lost if there is no love. But when you have the choice with you to love and spread the joy around, you have nothing to worry!
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that is a great line. love hurts but does not die. but it is a lie as well. love can die. we dont let it. solely because if we do, there will be regrets. a void in the daiary somewhere. noone likes empty spaces till they are looking for a parking.
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It's so true 🙂 Even when someone hurts you, you can't ever erase that person from your memories – perhaps, that's why it is said that one should forgive: coz then you are releasing the pain by gesturing that you have nothing to do with that person anymore – you do not even wish to carry the hurt!
When someone you love leaves, they can never be replaced – that place they occupied is just empty and the emptiness hurts!
Loved reading this 🙂
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A post right form the deep abyss of heart… Friends are the mirrors through which we look on ourselves.. ya I agree a void of a friend is difficult to substitute but still life is meant to explore and experience the myriad emotions .. there is always a hidden purpose behind everything.. It comes to the surface with time.. You will be pleasantly surprised at that time..Lastly whatever happens happens for good.. 🙂
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Love hurts but never dies.. very true 🙂
Tell us how was your first day in US! Missing India?
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No one crossed a river without getting wet. No one crossed love without getting their eyes wet! Except those, who use bridges and do not enjoy the water.
Wonderfully written Guria. Teach me english please. Your usage of words always astound me. You weave a beautiful cloth of words, which gives warmth to everyone who reads it.
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