The Love that could have been

The Love that could have been

Love comes from shared and mutual understanding and respect, not from condemnations and rebukes arising from actual or perceived hurts and slights. 

Some people may go through their entire lives and to their dusty deaths without ever experiencing true love, rarely not because they are unlucky of never meeting their soul mates, but very likely because they are inherently unlovable: lying, selfish, arrogant, peevish, and self-righteous. Who in their right minds would love assholes like that? So while they may dream of the shared magic of raindrops, snowflakes, crackling fires, lightening flashes, and rolling thunderstorms, they in fact spend their time alone with TV or with a book, and with an aching awareness that there is an unending, nagging loneliness weighing down on them.