I came across this post while scrolling through one of my social networking site's newsfeed. The credit for this photo goes to its respective owner, of course.
What came to my mind when reading this was whether love could be considered, or could become, a meaningless habit that can be driven out by the simple act of repetition.
I first thought that it could happen only when concerning sad love, be it one-sided love or a love that has faded away in one person but still stays very much alive in the other, but then i disagreed with that thought.
Just like when you repeat the most common or most meaningful word you can imagine many times, love can lose its meaning too, because love is something that isn't static. It needs nurturing and a great many more ingredients that can change over time, so if you stick to love the way you have always known it, in the end, I believe it will lose its meaning. When it comes to love, you need to be able to go along that road with an attitude easily receptive for change.
But does sad love lose its meaning? Speaking within the confines of my own experience, it does not. I do concede though, that the repetition of a specific event or specific word (name, pet name and etc.) may bring about a certain numbing feeling that you may be lulled into believing such feeling to be oblivion. But trust me, oblivion it is not! The moment someone else mentions a word, or you hear a voice, or listen to a song, you will learn that repetition is indeed a waste of time in this particular case. I sat up many longs night too, repeating things, and yet everything still has meaning.
