Monday, November 10, 2008

The Hearts Of Love

Since this few days, I've heard and listened all about this thingy things called 'love' from friends. Hurts, heart broken and all kinds related to 'loves' matter. I dont know what to say or advice as I'm not good in advising especially in 'heart to heart talk'. I keep saying to them 'I know how is feel' which I think kind of stupid. Yes, I do undertstand and feel how hurts is it. I've been through it before. But the way I feel might not be the same as others. When I'm trying to give an advise..feel like I'm talking to myself. But for sure I know how its feel. Hehehheeee..since I'm not really good in talking or give something like 'comforting words' so I decide to shared this stories to them (and to all of you). Lets us view it from different angles..maybe it works..   

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.

The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you.

You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side.

You see.. the more hurt and pain we have gone thru in this life, the stronger and more beautiful our heart will be. We also will appreciate what we have and will keep it as how we keep our lives.

Be Blessed to all of my friends out there...Love you all..


  1. nah.. i dont believe that.. lol but thanx.. thats a great story.. ;) got moral on it.. ;) lol ^_^

    n hun! ;) its cool y need to waste on words if u dont feel like wanna/ can help em out.. its cool.. there is a part wer we can hep n there is a part where thay need to work it out emselves.. if u know wat mean.. ;) n no.. its cool.. love.. love love.. whatever.. i dont giv a damn onn em anyway.. y worries...? lol ^_^

    glad to know u my friend.. :) xoxoxo u hav sweetheart.. lol ^_^ im serious.. thats y i like it.. anyway.. ^_^ xoxox hav a great nite.. :)

  2. I posted abt this story in my blog last time...anyway, it's a meaningful story... You can only stop being afraid of being hurt when you let yourself love again...

  3. Hehehehhe..ya true dont waste any single minutes that we have. Give loves a second chance or maybe three, four and sooooo..

    ^_^ I'm sorry I cant give anything to those who need a comfort..just a little hopes or sharing. Life is nothing without it. Give a chance to ourself. We fall then try again..stumble then get up..tired then take a rest..but never stop..!! hehehehe..