life's like that ...

so i'm trying to focus now to be able to do this simple addition to the template the factories need to submit while listening to expose belt out 'the same love.' and i am getting nowhere, so i decided to take a break and read my friends' blogs and i realized something, that there are a lot of things & events happening around me. the world is truly spinning and our lives move along with it.

its funny how we can be so self-absorbed sometimes. i guess why would you want to dabble at other people's lives when your life is complicated as is. well, sometimes you can't just help it cause its human nature for us to find solace in other people, in friends, family or loved ones, whoever we are comfortable with. the fact is we do face problems of our own, and sometimes we think they are too much for us, that the insurmountable seems to break us, and we turn to people who can lend some good advice. i think about how many times i've had to mumble like a broken record about things that we have discussed again and again. same old story - when will we learn to stop the shit and move on with our lives?

i was texting an old friend a few days ago and we talked about his growing attachment to his officemate who was married. i asked him "why do we do this? why do we keep doing it knowing it will only lead to heartbreak?" i think he just gave a short "i know." to my question and i knew right then that soon i will be getting more sentimental text message, more chats tinge with sadness. yet again, another broken heart.

i don't think unrequited love is the saddest thing in the world. i think its great to fall in love with another person, even if that person remain clueless about how you feel. I think loving someone is true testament enough that we are capable of caring for somebody else, not just ourselves. the only downside here is that people who love others who cannot love them back suffer in silence. their heart breaks and no one hears their cries at night. yes, i've had my share of the grieving.

we all wear masks to hide our pain. behind the smile and the laughter, hides part of our grieving soul.