Elizabeth Taylor brought to tears by bust of her former husband, Richard Burton

Hello Magazine’s “Elizabeth Taylor brought to tears by bust of her former husband, Richard Burton”

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Explaining the Love-Hate-Love Cycle

As a child, I have known Elizabeth Taylor as a purple-eyed lady who has wowed the Hollywood filmdom with her immaculate beauty and acting prowess, and that she has starred alongside her two-time husband Tim Burton in one of the most ambitious projects ever done for the silver screen. On the downside, I’ve learned that her marriages almost outnumbered the cat’s nine lives. This is the reason why I invested in Hello Magazine. They have the classic stories of my favorite actors and actresses. I may be young, but I am a fan of Taylor.

I’ve read over Hello Magazine that she has immortalized her former husband further through a bust sculpture which was presented at a gala evening in Buckingham Palace. And she’s quoted saying that if ever Burton is still alive, she would have married him for the third time.

My upbringing made me stand on the fact that a person should only be married once, and that is to his or her true love, and so there is this little apprehension in me to see the reason behind why people fall in love and get married only to fall out of love and separate some time later, much more if this sad tale is magnified eight times. I always wonder how people can bear this shocking fact, and how they could go on living with a new person after leaving somebody else whom they have sincerely loved before. I call this a cross eyed love affair.

I’m neither a good science thinker nor a mind reader (one’s own mind is the person’s final unperturbed sanctuary) but I have always tried to understand the reasons behind this vicious phenomenon of love and separation. Upon contemplating the matter, I have surmised that the same mysterious mind that has thought a person how to love can be the same mind that tells the person to fall out of love, and this happens when the eyes see only the surface of a person. True love could only happen by cutting deep through the skin, gouging veins and letting blood ooze. True love hurts indeed.

Sometimes, I fall in such a melancholic mood and think of the intensity of how other people love me, and I ask them if they would still love me if I lose all the lovable points in me. Others may consider my musings as decadent, but come to think of it, we learn to love a person more only when he pr she is forever gone.

And this is one classical Elizabethan case.

Tim Burton have died twenty years ago, and Liz Taylor has survived reliving only her past memories, and it’s only now, when all that she can do is to relish those sweet memories of a man she has loved and left twice and fallen again.

It could already be too late, and the most that she can do is to cry over an immobile bust statue that adorns a hall. Many people will see the statue, and it will be known as the face of the man whom Elizabeth Taylor loved and hated, but whom she has loved until the end.