You might have chosen otherwise.

"The travellers now turned their faces to the journey; the sun was before them, and their eyes were dazzled, for all were filled with tears. Gimli wept openly. 

'I have looked the last upon that which was fairest,' he said to Legolas his companion. 'Henceforward I will call nothing fair, unless it be her gift.' He put his hand to his breast. 

'Tell me, Legolas, why did I come on this Quest? Little did I know where the chief peril lay! Truly Elrond spoke, saying that we could not foresee what we might meet upon our road. Torment in the dark was the danger that I feared, and it did not hold me back. But I would not have come, had I known the danger of light and joy. Now I have taken my worst wound in this parting, even if I were to go this night straight to the Dark Lord. Alas for Gimli son of Gloin!' 

'Nay!' said Legolas. 'Alas for us all! And for all that walk the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream. But I count you blessed, Gimli son of Gloin: for your loss you suffer of your own free will, and you might have chosen otherwise. But you have not forsaken your companions, and the least reward that you shall have is that the memory of Lothlorien shall remain ever clear and unstained in your heart, and shall neither fade nor grow stale.'"

Though Gimli calls "all such comfort cold", Legolas' words resonate with a stark ring of truth. It is such a beautiful thing to see someone keep themselves tender enough to suffer for love of any kind. We so often lose the battle against the hardening of our hearts. Let us all be more like Gimli, son of Gloin.

I spoke like a child.

Love never ends. I feel like we forget this.

When you're with someone that you used to love, it's so easy to be the person that you used to be with him/her. You don't trust love now, but with that person, you remember what love was like, because in some way, even if the relationship has changed into a friendship or enmity, love is still there. I think it always will be, unless you make a real motion to break the connection that you forged with that person within yourself. Not only is that unimaginably difficult, but it's also extremely painful. Maybe it's even impossible. Why would I want to purposefully ignore or forever file away special moments with people I've loved? How could I just wrap up that love and give it to someone else? And, at the same time, how can I fully love the person I'm with  if a part of my heart is somewhere else?

I don't think we were built to break love up like this. I wonder if we're kidding ourselves when we think we can and try to do it, because truly, love never ends.