I never could understand the sad tale about “better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all”.
To me, that was always and still is the saddest statement of all times.
Where does that leave those of us who have loved and lost and wished we never have loved at all?
Did Tennyson even experience the constant feeling of the heart being ripped apart, one cell at a time.
Did he go thru the periodic tears that seem to come and go throughout the years until one take his final breath before leaving this earth forever?
Did he really ever go through a broken heart to know the tears never stopped, the fast beatings of the heart always manifest every time you’re reminded of that person?
Did he try to move on, but there seems to be no escaping being broken and living with a broken heart. Did he go through life and pray, wish he could turn back times and make different decisions, knowing full well what he’ll be giving up?
Did he lay next to someone every night, tried to love that person with all his might, but can never force his heart to release his lost love?
Did he spend a lifetime trying to forget one person, but unable to?
Did he try to reconnect, but the universe being unforgiving as we know it closed that person’s heart, and helped him/her moved on and left him behind with all the memories?
Did he understand that his heart will belong to that one person till the very end?
Did he realize that he’ll be forever lonely, even being part of a world full of people?
Did he recognize that at the end, he’ll die with a broken heart, yet it wasn’t the saddest part, but knowing that the other half of his soul belongs to someone else, and can never again be his?
I wonder what he knew when he wrote those words. I guess I’ll never find out.
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