Sudden thought about the word Love.
I am not talking about the love for parents or siblings. But the romantic kind of love. How can love be so complicated? I am at the age that almost all my friends are experiencing some sort of love issue. Some are going through long distance relationships while others are facing tough break ups.
I genuinely don't understand how something so sweet, can be so painful at the same time. I know it is in the "course" of life to experience heartbreaks and rejoice of love; especially when we're young. But as a person seeing and listening to another's love problems, I sometimes think
"Hey! The solution is just right there! Stop over thinking!!"
But then again, I am not the person going through the emotional torture, so I can't just tell them to get over it. Emotions are not like a switch. They cannot be turned on and off on command.
I know a man. He is in love. But all he does is keep quiet and be the 'friend' that the girl needs. Isn't it painful how you just want to join hands with that person, but you know that any silly move may break this fragile relationship. And all you think about is her but all she thinks about is another guy. How painful it must be to go to bed thinking about a person but all you can do is THINK.
I also know this girl. She is gorgeous. Drop dead beautiful. But her heart is so lonely. Because every time she gives her heart to someone, he rips it apart, chews it, spit it out and step on it as he walks away. Is it her nice girl personality that you think that you are allowed to trample all over her feelings? I have seen her experience heartbreak many times, but she still stays strong and continues to search for the one person who would take care of her fragile heart. Such a tough girl, but how much more must she endure before deciding to seal away her heart. How does she find Mr Right when fate is not on her side?
The next girl, she thinks love is a game. It's a scoreboard and she wants to be the lead. She doesn't care what you say but love to her is quantitative. You love her, but she will always love you more. The endless games of who cares about whom more. When will it end? If love were to last for an eternity, selfless sacrificing is unavoidable. You can't possibly gauge love using dollar and cents.
Now, this guy I know is obsessed with the one he loves. So obsessed that he is willing to become a human shield to protect his girl. But this girl finds him creepy and does not want anything to do with him. Much like the first guy, all he does is think about that girl. Is she scared? Is she upset? Is her heart being taken care of? I believe if I am that guy, I will feel like a stalker. Isn't it painful to want to care for a person but you're shut out completely?
The story goes on. This time it's a girl again. She is the attention seeker. She likes to be the queen bee. And around this queen is a lover. He is everything a girl would need. He can give her love, care and undying promises for their future, But one important element is lacking. Excitement, passion and the spark. If she met him in Rome, in a club and they danced the night away, she will follow him to the end of the world. So again, love is just right there. But she is unwilling to pick it up. Perhaps he really isn't the guy in Rome but there is nothing more precious than genuine love and care.
The last girl. The one I am most concerned with. She is still in intensive care, recovering from her last love. A big part of her heart was occupied by the man she used to love. And now all that is left is a large gaping hole. Perhaps she still loves him but there is no chance of them being together again. So she tries to move on; from his warmth, his care and his smile. Her heart bleeds whenever she thinks of him. I guess no matter how much hatred there was, when everything passes, the only thing left behind is love. How I wish her heart can heal immediately and accept a new person in her life.
There is no such thing as 'I don't need love'. Love is everywhere and everyone needs it. It's just that they have not found the right one yet.
