It took a critically panned movie (“Lions For Lambs”) and the death of my officemate’s dad to make me think about the reality of my own mortality. I’ve always maintained that I’m not scared to die but I just realized that I’m really afraid of dying.
Who dares to love forever?
When love must die...
Not the dying itself (although one always hope that her death won’t be too painful or drawn-out), but the fear of dying alone and unremembered, in some God forsaken land, that’s what scares me. It sounds selfish, because I know how death is more painful for those who were left behind, but I think everyone could use a little comfort. Of course, I also fear for the death of my loved ones. And I fear, too, of them dying a lonely death. I would want them to know that I’ll be there for them till the very end.
Voldemort thought that death is man’s greatest weakness. And I know he’s not alone in that thought. I think the idea of dying even gets more terrifying when you love. The thought that you’d be leaving someone behind, or that you’d be the one who’s left behind, is just painful. This is why there’s so much wisdom when people tells you to not waste time in telling and showing your loved ones how much you love them. True, it doesn’t make the prospect of death less scary, but one can bravely accept the fact of dying, knowing that one has done all he could in his lifetime.
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
As the song goes, who wants to live forever? Not I, that’s for sure, I just want enough time to spend with my family and friends.
Who waits forever anyway?
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