Your Heart, And Mine

i wonder, where i wrote this before? or that, whom did i tell this to? since i have no idea, i shall write it down here. as a record. and for others to see, so they may share in what i feel.

Follow up:

friends, or rather, people who build personal and sincere bonds with each other, be it romantically or not, each of us, gives a part of our hearts to the other, and an exchange was conducted.

as people get closer and closer, they know more and more about each other. they share secrets, they share memories. they complain to each other, and grumble to each other. they show a side of themselves people usually don't get to see.

by doing so, what we are actually doing is to take a piece of our heart and give it to the other person. likewise, he or she does the same thing. and this process continues. as the bond gets deeper and stronger, we give more of us, and receive more of the others.

that is why, it is easy for us to hurt others, and for others to hurt us. because while we are made of flesh, naturally our hearts are made of flesh too. although we don't literally tear out our hearts and do an exchange, but when that part of our heart is betrayed or hurt by the person we entrusted it with, we do get hurt. we do bleed. and sometimes, we do cry.

for those of us who feels that they are too tired or too scared that they will be hurt again and thus do not give others part of their hearts again, i can only say this, which may sound irresponsible for some: everybody gets hurt. and if you never give a part of yourself to others again, you will forever be lonely. don't try to kid yourself and think you can have a fulfilling life without giving a part of your heart.

part of a heart, or sometimes, we receive the whole heart. and thus, not only do we have the responsibility to take care of ourselves, we also have to take care of the heart entrusted to us. being considerate for the other, caring for the other, not taking the other for granted. these are the things that we have to do.

talk is easy. doing is hard. everyone knows that. but if you are to ask me, what is the most important thing in this world, assuming that i have at least a bowl of rice in front of me at meal times and a roof over my head, with proper clothes to wear, i would say, relationships. relationships are the most important thing a human can have.

we are humans. we live by going into relationships. we live because we can share bonds. we can laugh with the others, cry for the others, get angry at the others, be disappointed in the others. all these mean only one thing, our heart is still alive, and that someone has entrusted to us a part of themselves, and we too, have given them a part of ourselves.

this is living.