On
this day, 1/8/2014, I watched a movie of an anime "Detective Conan".
"I'll absolutely find you no
matter how many times you get lost"
- There's something about him, Shinshi
Kudo I mean. He has his special type of romance, and a special formula of
romantic words.
And there' something about their whole
love story, the entire Ran/Shinshi platonic love. He got apart form her, he ran
away.. He left her. Yes, abandonment. There's something about it. I think
despite how hard and bitter it is, it's simply the best part of a love story
ever. When one of the two gets apart for no reason, and without the other knowing
where he is or what's doing, especially in their case, they used to call each
other occasionally only.
There's something about setting the
fire of love to a little rain, so that it doesn't get so heated and the two get
bored, and I said rain because it will fall and water the little leaflets of
one's heart. Little rain drops will keep falling on one's heart, and what's
better than waiting for rain from time to another? What's better than having
someone to wait for?
There's this euphoria in letting the plant
aroused by little drops of rain, so that it appreciates the whole water jar
when it comes, and learns how to live on the very sufficient little, not the
extra much.. There's that ecstasy when
you receive a call or a letter from that one, or finally you receive any sign
of them..
Yes, it's very hard I know, maybe I'm
talking like that on the account that I've never tried being in love, so maybe
it sounds fabulous for me, the feeling. Maybe it's like hell for the lover. But
the thing is, if your love is great, and
your memories are greater, you'll enjoy missing them. You'll have that room in
your mind for creating imaginary world with them. You'll have that part of your
mind that doesn't think about anything or anyone but them, much more than when
you used to be together enjoying the thick and thin.
There's something about abandonment.
And it's trust. Believing. Believing that your partner will come back no matter
what. Believing that your love was strong enough that he obviously had no
choice in getting apart, he undoubtedly didn't do that in purpose, he thinks
about me, he's fine, I'll keep praying for him..
There's something about abandonment,
which is prayers. You keep praying for them to be fine and in the guards of
God. You keep praying they're in safe hands. You keep praying for them for the
odds to be in their favor. You keep praying that they quoting Amazing by
Janelle said:
I hope your tears are few and fast
I hope your dreams come true at last
I hope you find love that goes on and on and on and
on and on
I hope you wish on every star
I hope you never fall too far
I hope this world can see how wonderful you are
"I hope you find love that
goes on and on and on…" This prayer has touched me the most. Yes, you pray
for them to find everlasting love even though it's not you. And that's the
point here.
There something about abandonment, and that's
sacrifice. It's cancelling your ego, it's cancelling narcissism. You learn in
abandonment to accept the fact that they may love someone else, you face the
fact that you're just now a fleeting memory but you accept it. Your love was
strong enough to not depend on you both, it depends on one's happiness even if
it's not with you. It depends on loving the other more than you love yourself,
so it doesn't matter whether their happiness is with you or not. It's altruism.
There's something about abandonment, and that's
missing. The feelings of missing someone –I only guess- are far better than the
feeling of being in love with them. The feeling of missing someone and telling
your pet about them. The feeling of missing someone and talking to the sea
about them. The feeling of missing someone and writing about them. The feeling
of missing someone and wishing upon a star. The feeling of missing someone and
having the chance of recalling your memories together. The feeling of missing
someone and praying for them. The feeling of missing someone and singing for
them. The feeling of missing someone and finally recoiling…
There's a thing about abandonment, and that's testing
whether it's true love or not, whether you were only together to feed one's
defect and imperfections and that hole. The hole of teenage love that needs to
be filled and blocked with any kind of love*
*In my case it's blocked with Allah's, my parents, and fictional characters'
love.
There's something about abandonment, and all those
little things in abandonment, those calls, those letters, those feelings, those
illusionary worlds, those memories, this kind of love, this infinity.

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