Flying on the Death-Row Called Love?

It's one thing to have a pair of people who understand each other, and it's a completely different ball-game when two people who are able to comprehend each other to an extent where communicating with the other is relatively comparable in complexity as to thinking in one's own head. On the contrary however, in time of misinterpretation, there is an even more drastic ambiguity between expecting a certain level of affection and falling short of this estimation; it is intuitively true that the higher one flies, the greater one falls, but it is the desire to fly high that is the focal point of the latter.

Of course, it can be deemed a luxury to not have to ponder on excess explanations at times, but this so called "luxury" is challenged at times of arguments and quarrels. As most of us have experienced before, the most cumbrous person to persuade is not the stubborn old man sitting at the bar with a scowl on his face, but oneself; you give the old man a cigar and a bottle of brandy and his scowl will miraculously morph into a golden archway curved upwards in no time. Let's be honest, it's not easy to love oneself after changing one's original perspective, especially for personnel of the stubborn variety.

Despite the circumstances in how alike two people can seem to be; it is impossible for two separate humans to be exactly the same, undoubtedly. Even biologically related twins aren't always the same; surroundings and environment indefinitely affect the growth of one's judgement and ultimately shapes one's personality and habits. The idea appears to bear quite an idiotic meaning, claiming something of such imbecility as "everyone is different", but believe me; it is infuriating as a product of frustration when someone whom, for the majority of time understands one to such impeccable degree, fails to interpret one's words to the correct predicament.

Regardless of one's opinion of the insignificance of one particular disagreement, the result of the disagreement could be amplified by several multiples, and potentially mutate into an immensely bulkier monster. By merely disagreeing with one topic, the frustration and tension prolongs and remains intact and progressively accumulates through further latched complications. At this time, the worst will arise when neither party can retract their negativity and self-flaunting emotions. Telescopically evaluating the products of the argument (e.g. negative emotions) serves no purpose; calmly discussing the origins of the argument could be a more harmonious and efficient approach to a resolution.

Conclusively, number one on my list of sayings I personally have to convey is: "Two people can argue and argue, but at the end of the fight both must erect, get on with life with one another, and realise that love tops off all of life's shortcomings because the warmth from being in their grasp and knowing you both need each other dries your tears before you can even wipe them away."