Are we all natural masochists? How do we define love? Does it mean that only because pain is felt when expectations are not met do we consider it love? Why do we always hold a torch for those who inflicted pain upon us, pain meaning deep pain, pain that renders us useless and unable to function without bursting into sorrow.

You know it is you in my mind when I made this entry. As a friend, I feel utterly dysfunctional. I have been down they path of reconciliations and because of what I went through, I wish it to never be experienced by anyone I care for. On the other hand, I wish not to be selfish and let you learn it for yourself. I know it by no means is of my concern but I know how much it hurts and I know how much you have been hurt before too.

How do we define love? Pain = Love? Even in ancient times, God showed us his love which was measured in pain. He delivered his son to pain in redemption of us. Were we made to seek pain as a indication of love?

Whatever it may be, I feel that when we are hurt by someone once, it can bite again and we would have to break the vicious cycle to move on with our lives. I know that you are bordering the same path again but I want you to know, however much I wish for it to not happen, it does not mean I am not here for you. You stood by me, I’ll stand by you.