"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."
~Anais Nin
Anais Nin quotes rock my socks. But how flippin' true, right? Everything I have loved and love no longer, is not necessarily because it was something that I actually DIDN'T love, but because I didn't know how to hold on to the love, how to make it stay.
It really coincides (for me) with "Time heals all wounds." If you are without something you love for long enough, the love will fade. (I guess to me this also indicates a natural death so that is confusing but there are exceptions to every rule.)
I suppose my hard and fast belief on this particular topic is that if the love is important, you will nurture it as best you can, you will work at it, you will fight for it. That's the tricky part, constantly working at it. You'll get in slumps, you will get distracted, you will lose interest. Perhaps you will be reminded, perhaps it will forever be forgotten.
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