The less effort you put in, the greater distance between the two.
It is such a simple concept that many of us tend to forget and overlook. Even in the science of relationships, and the chemistry between boys and girls, it is a well-known fact that one puts in effort if he has a special interest in the other. Instead, the time-factor is placed with a higher priority instead. Although time may make a couple understand each other better, it should not be the factor where one places more emphasis to determine a life-long commitment. Trust, as I have recently come to believe, should be the yardstick instead.
It is disturbing (very, very disturbing) that when one puts more thoughts on the issue, and tries to understand the situation better, the harder it takes to believe that there was no other special intentions.
If so, would one even bother to search through photos to gather his memories together, write and compile his thoughts nicely together, before sending it to someone whom he has no special feelings for?
If so, would he have done the same thing for his beloved, who is a thousand miles away, without her asking?
If so, would he have done the same thing for his beloved, who is a thousand miles away, at her request?
If so, would he have accomplished her simple request?
Yet, one insisted that no special effort was required, and the task of writing and recollecting his thoughts were done so quite easily and within a short period of time (which the other has no idea of the range.. mins? hours? days?)
Yet, when requested by one's beloved, as the ultimate appeal to be in touch with him, he barely finished the appeal, and hasn’t completed it a year on. One's reason: "I have forgotten."
Yet, the word "forgotten" never fails to cringe one's heart. If one had no special intentions, would he have forgotten? If one does truly care, would he have get started immediately, after one's reminder, like how he did with his other request by someone whom he has no special feelings for? Would he have "done the same thing for everyone", supposing his "beloved" belongs to the same status as "everyone"? Would he have even done something special for his "beloved", supposing that his "beloved" is the "only one he ever loved" and care for?
Yet, a promise to one’s request was never fully accomplished, but done in a pretty slipshod manner with a question of wanting to see or not.
Perhaps one never did understand the difference between effort placed or not.
Perhaps one did not feel the need to.
Perhaps one thinks that his love can be seen, and why can’t his beloved see it to?
Perhaps one simply did not understand the simple theory of “less effort, greater distance.”
It is disturbing, so very disturbing indeed. Friends of both genders do not think that the situation is so simple, which just puts in place one’s thoughts more stably. One does not know how to go on from here. One does not know where to place one’s trust. One does not really know the person one’s sees in front of one. One does not know how to react. One does not know when to listen, when to speak, when to see one’s heart, for fear that one is not genuinely showing the other the truth. One wonders if the truth is indeed the truth, for all one sees, is nothing but a black vacuum mass of space in front of one.
One needs the light for the right guidance, the time to heal the raw scar, the space to take deep breaths, and an open-mind for divine intervention.
One needs to believe that one could trust the other again.
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