I agree that it’s important to give your one hundred percent in love.  BUT while one

southend-on-sea, england.

shouldn’t shortchange love, one also shouldn’t lose sight of the bigger picture (in this case, the inevitable parting).  It’s fantastic to lose yourself when the waves beckon unto your feet and activate your senses for the here and now. But it’s  important to check whether the horizon is visible or clouded.  So what I am saying is this:  try to give your one hundred  percent but make sure that you maintain your equilibrium and that you remain grounded on the reality (e.g., that this love has no horizon).  There should be some balance, the past has taught me.  The poem below is from Pablo Neruda’s book ‘Twenty Love Poems and A Song  of Despair’.

 
The Morning is Full
The morning is full of storm
in the heart of summer.
The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye, the
wind, traveling, waving them in its hands.
The numberless heart of the wind
beating above our loving silence.
Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees
like a language full of wars and songs.
Wind that bears off the dead leaves with a quick raid and
deflects the pulsing arrows of the birds.
Wind that topples her in a wave without spray
and substance without weight, and leaning fires.
Her mass of kisses breaks and sinks,
assailed in the door of the summer’s wind.
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