When we love, we always give our all. We succumb to this ecstatic feeling, thinking that it's a permanent emotion. We work more effectively. We do things more patiently. We act more than what is expected from us. We are inspired. We become more of what we used to be...

But when things start to turn sour, we give up. We lose our focus yet we continue to drag a pointless argument. We blame and point fingers at each other. We always act like we know better and we are always right. And when we get to the point where were already tired and everything is horrible, we snip off the once splendid relationship we used to think about before we sleep.

Love is a really great feeling, but the price we pay is high. It's not a one-shot deal, but more of a trial-and-error system. Yet between these experimental occurences we encounter the painful procedure of stripping off the past and moving on to the future. Like every evolution, we cannot choose to be stuck up and be stagnant. Love and life is like a bicycle on a road full of dust, thorn, and rock -- in order for us to gain momentum and reach a certain destination, no matter how difficult and painful we must keep on pushing and moving forward.

Change is the most constant thing in this world, and if we prefer to keep up with its pace, we should pick ourselves from where we left off and move along...