When you reach around or just before middle age (35, 40 or so....) you should technically be pretty aware of life's happy and unhappy situations. I can agree that in the beginning of life, protecting your heart is important. But, in the end, isn't it really just about surviving? As long as you don't go all psycho and start killing people, does it matter if you end up with a few losers? (And I'm NOT talking about giving yourself and your love to people who drink and beat you, or people who blatantly try to hurt you with lies or other horrible acts...like taking drugs and stealing from you) I'm referring to taking on people who may have simpler flaws... If they are willing to be with you and you are willing to be with them...shouldn't that be all that matters?
There are very few people who find perfect love or who even know what love is. For those people who don't find love that isn't perfect, shouldn't they just take what they get? Love (or what some of us perceive as love) seems to sometimes die or end up unreal on it's own anyway...
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