The power of love exist due to the emotional bonding of two individuals.

The rate of decrease in affection is never comparable or replacable by the continued efforts by a single party

The fear of lost causes one to sink into depression and disappointment, of the once gloomy surroundings with not much of a hope worth looking forward to

The fear of freedom causes one to carry off care via obligation, to ignore what he not desire to see or hear, to deprive the effort of others

In most relationships, it is fear that topples the balance of love. That one party tries to put in too much, unbalanced and unappreciated by the other. To be misunderstood. Especially at times when one realises that he or she is starting to lose the other party and at the same time losing sight of what the future once reckons to behold, the disappointment is such that the other party will never experience or embrace.

The greatest pain is when one succumbs under the great depression, being on the verge of giving up this certain bondage, that the other party actually gladly appreciates it.

I sit here, after a long period of not inputting information here, again tonight thinking about the foolishness of minds. Some says women are 70% made up of water, maybe its 90% for me. Yes, fragility is the word.

I dare not say i know how to love.
I dare not even love anymore.

I really just hope that my special someone will be there to love me and not someone who can just sleep it off in peace as i struggle with my own emotions.

I know how to just let go in the past.
But this time, i just don't know how to.