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All I can think is at least we know where the other person stands, after last night. We know we're not on the same page, we know that neither of us will go to the other side while both of us hopes the other will come to our side. But we know where we both stand.
It makes me smile in a sad way to see him interpreting life in a similar way to me now. He would always get so mad when love didn't look black and white, and I just tried to explain to him that things are usually messy. That although some decisions look awful and mean, we can in some small way understand that the decision may have been hard for the person making it. That nothing is ever as easy as it looks, and if we were in that position we might struggle to make the right decisions, too.
It seems to me that you have to get your heart broken before you really understand love. That sucks.
It makes me smile in a sad way to see him interpreting life in a similar way to me now. He would always get so mad when love didn't look black and white, and I just tried to explain to him that things are usually messy. That although some decisions look awful and mean, we can in some small way understand that the decision may have been hard for the person making it. That nothing is ever as easy as it looks, and if we were in that position we might struggle to make the right decisions, too.
It seems to me that you have to get your heart broken before you really understand love. That sucks.