They all say that love is eternal, love is permanent; that real love never dies.... But if something happens to us, and then one day it disappears, evaporates -- what can we do? We may have tears in our eyes but what can we do? It is no longer there. Nothing can be done about it. we had not brought it into being; we cannot keep hold of it forever. we cannot prevent it. It is something beyond us... just passes us like a wind, perhaps not even aware of us. we just came in the way, and the wind passed by, touching us, playing with our hairs, playing with our bodies -- and went on. This is the experience of the people who have followed love according to the poets. What do you think???