It Takes Two Hands To Clap.

It takes two hands to clap. It takes two legs to walk. Many things in this world come in pairs. As does love. There is the lover, and there is the loved.

But when only one of the pair is moving, only one hand is swinging, it is no longer a clap. It has become a swat.

To give and at the same time receive nothing. To show concern for one who doesn't seem to care. To love one who does not wish to be loved. Such situations are quite commonplace.

This is something that can happen to anyone. It is an unlucky predicament and a sad experience. To be the hand that claps the air, is hard. It becomes harder to know that all your efforts are in vain. For no sound could be made without the help of the other.

It takes great strength and courage to love and not be loved in the same way. But it takes more courage to admit this and to move on.

Some things are never meant to be. A hand could never clap on it's own. So when it happens, and you find there's naught you could do to change it, just smile. Know that you've done your best, and there's nothing left for you to do but move on. So move on. Find a hand to clap with. Make music with those who would do so with you.