Corner of Thought: The Human Experience

Everything we love, we are going to lose. It’s not a question of if, only when. Time is relentless in that way — it takes everything eventually. The people who make our hearts feel full, the pets who greet us at the door, the moments we wish could stretch on forever… all of it is temporary.

And yet, despite knowing this truth deep in our bones, we still love. We still choose to open our hearts. That’s the beautiful thing about love — the quiet defiance in it.

Love is not blind. It’s not a trick where we pretend loss isn’t coming. No, love sees the end from the beginning and says, I will love you anyway. Whether we are the ones loving or the ones being loved, there is always an unspoken understanding: One day, one of us will have to say goodbye. And still, we lean in.

It’s not weakness — it’s courage. Real love is a conscious, deliberate act of bravery. We allow someone into the most tender parts of our hearts knowing full well that one day it might break. We create memories, share laughter, and hold each other close, all while knowing that every one of those moments will someday become a bittersweet photograph in our minds.

And yet… what’s the alternative? To live untouched, unhurt, unbroken — and unloved? That might protect us from pain, but it would also rob us of the very thing that gives life its color and meaning.

The insanity of love is that we risk everything for something we can never truly keep. But it is also its perfection. To love someone is to accept their impermanence — to know they are a fleeting gift and to cherish them all the more for it.

Maybe that’s the quiet truth that makes love so rare and precious:

We love not because it will last forever, but because it won’t. And in that knowing, we love harder, deeper, more fiercely than if it were guaranteed.

Because one day, all we will have are the memories. And the only way to make those memories worth holding onto… is to love with everything we have, while we still can.