The Most Touching Love Story
One day, I saw a mischievous little boy running swiftly through the park, while his poor mother was panting heavily behind him, trying to catch him. The little boy was laughing as he ran, and he was so fast that his chubby mother had no chance of catching him.
Seeing this scene, do you think the child running in front is happier, or the mother chasing behind is happier?
Instead of trying to catch someone, let them come to you.
Men and women often ponder how to catch the person they like. They will go to great lengths to keep that person by their side forever.
In order to catch the other person, we sacrifice a lot, even completely changing ourselves, becoming someone we no longer recognize. Yet, in the end, they still leave us.
When you think you’ve caught someone, you actually never had them. The moment you let go, they’ll run away.
The smart ones wait for the other person to catch them.
That’s how I am—let’s see if you can catch me.
Sometimes, I’ll let you catch me on purpose, and other times, I’ll play hide and seek with you. When I decide to hide, no matter what, you won’t be able to find me.
I want to improve myself, make my qualities better and better, so you’ll want to catch me more and more, but it will become increasingly difficult to do so.
The best kind of love is when both of us are people the other wants to catch. Come and catch me—I hope you succeed.
What You Desire Is the Best
“They say what you can’t have is the best.” It’s like a poet who has always wanted to write a particular poem, which would be his most brilliant work, the best poem of his life. Unfortunately, he never writes it, and even to his death, it remains unwritten.
The unattainable person is like that unwritten poem—how beautifully self-pitying and self-deceptive this is!
It’s not that I haven’t wanted something very much but couldn’t get it, but rather, I know that the thing I desire is unreasonable. It would require others to sacrifice and endure pain for me, so not getting it is what I deserve.
The love that cannot be obtained is a poetic wound. However, one day it will heal, leaving only faint scars and a subtle sadness. Time will help you forget it.
Someone asked me, “Why do we always feel that someone is the best only after losing them?”
What can I say to that? Gaining and then losing makes you feel like you never had it at all. When we choose one path, we cannot simultaneously walk another. You can go back and try again, but the scenery along the way might have changed, and the person who was waiting there might have already left. Why didn’t I get you? Maybe because I never truly wanted to fight for it. This is our fate.
The things you can’t have, once you do get them, you might not cherish. In a love as radiant as blooming flowers, the unattainable is not the best. When you already have it, and over time, it remains by your side, and you still desire it, that ongoing need—that is the best.
If You Lose Yourself
You ask, “If there’s only love and no self, wouldn’t that be too heavy?”
If there’s only love and no self, it’s not heaviness, nor lightness. It’s emptiness.
When love begins, we might all pretend a bit, trying to become the person in the other’s heart, trying to make ourselves a little more beautiful, a little more charming, making ourselves seem more worthy of love.
But these days quickly pass. We are all innocent little foxes, and before long, that clumsy tail reveals itself.
Eventually, he will see the real me. Many years later, one day, he will hold my hand and laughingly complain:
“You tricked me back then!”
I’ll also say, “You tricked me too!”
But in reality, we both know love starts this way.
Who hasn’t slightly embellished themselves to win love? Or slightly sweetened their words? That’s the instinct to seek love, all animals do this.
However, you can’t always hide your true self to accommodate the other person.
Someone who loves you will love the real you. Beauty will fade, youth will slip away, and only when he loves the true you can it last.
No love is worth losing yourself for.
If you lose yourself, what will you have left to love and be loved with?
If there is only love and no self, it’s a humble emptiness, and eventually, you will lose that love without yourself in it.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
