Is it truly better to have loved and lost or is that conception;
Nothing more than an acceptance of convenient choice?
Objectively thinking maybe it is nothing more than;
A refraction of a light beam coming off some shattered piece;
Of what is felt to be ones broken heart.
Who’s to say what this life is really all about but;
It is remembered that a young pretty once defined reality as;
“What ever was convenient for the moment”
So for today some may chose it more acceptable to have lost then never played.
And do so until it no longer bares convenience but;
In defense of the many cause's of uncertainties consider;
What are now accepted realities were once practiced judgements of destruction;
Often resulting in condemnation.
Take Plato or Galileo for example.