The colour of love

How is one suppose to deduce love, its time, the person or simply how many times it will happen. It is true that sometimes we don't even discern that the object of our affection is flawed. When we do realize we are to busy telling ourselves that love will change everything, that distance won't matter, that even after being left out, you will find a way for love. We do everything besides running away miles in the opposite direction. Mind you this is applicable to most reasonable, rational, practical and intelligent people as well as the crazy ones.

When realization strikes all you are left with is the blame game and wild imaginations where you have the ability to apparate in the past and turn things around. Humans by nature are always in pursuit of happiness; if you think you are the pain pleasure types, trust me you still fall in the same category, because you are in pursuit of happiness that pain gives you. It all and always boils down to happiness. So one must choose wisely.

What we fail to understand is that nothing will disparage us from falling in love again with someone else. It's all about acceptance, isn't it? The sooner you fathom your nature, the closer you will be to love. That is why I believe that the color of love is white, it just blends with you and gives it a new color. Beautiful pastels! Ahh just proved that I am a girl!