Humans can be selfish, but selfishness does not exist

alone.

It exists with love, and love does not exist without selfishness.



To love someone, to hope they'll always be there,
the fear of losing them.

To care for someone, in the end, is mostly because of the fear
of losing them, isn't it?
But isn't there still love? Isn't that love?



Perhaps love isn't pure, and might not be all that great
but as long as there's love does it matter so much?
for it is something mysterious we won't know much about,
even if we attempt to.



The love for a child, a lover.

If there isn't really unconditional love but we've experienced
love, too much love, the greatest kind of love
that we can never repay for there is really too much,

perhaps the only way to repay is to understand it's fine they're protecting us because they don't want to lose us,
and repay the love by loving ourselves for them as well,
to make sure they won't lost us is the best we can do

for the one(s) we love as well.



and because we'll come to understand them some day,
just not yet.


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Loving ourselves for others, sounds pretty ironic doesn't it?

A build up of my thoughts and experiences, a sudden realisation.
Still pretty much naive and one sided view but still an opinion.

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Finished watching Ryuusei no Kizuna today, great from the 7th episode onwards. I just couldn't stand the first 6 episodes with comedy injected into such a tragic theme. Everytime I watch happy endings I just wish they'd end more realistically and tragically. Endings you'll never be able to guess, something to let you bawl your eyes out and remember for the rest of your life.

Happy endings are so predictable.