
Abandoned Farmhouse, Morrisville, NC, USA, Dec-2008
The winter storm has come to an end. Another day is waiting to start. When the dust settles, I am going to find myself very alone. Some will lose the love they had. Some will find the love they never had.
I will lose the love I never had.
And my solace is in the words of:
Alfred Lord Tennyson : ‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Washington Irving : Love is never lost. If not reciprocated, it will flow back and soften and purify the heart.
And what the heck, I was born a romantic! I am ready to love again. Even if it means losing again.
Fortunate, eh?
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