Feelings are scary. Whether it’s falling in love or having your heart broken, it can do two things to us. It can either make or break us. Let’s take love for example. Since everyone has somehow felt this feeling before, everyone can probably relate to this one.
It can make you. People are funny when they are in love. If only love can see what he can do to us, he’ll definitely laugh at us. You turn into a completely different person. You do things that you don’t normally do. You begin to write bad poetries like this. Roses are red. Violets are blue. Mushy love songs now make sense to you. Your creativity side then shows up. Whether it’s asking help from your friends or googling the best way to win a girl, the important thing is that you try hard to express your love. This kind of feeling makes you feel alive. You live like life means something. You start to see things differently but in a good way. My favorite author once said, “When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too.” Well, I guess he is not lying. That’s why I have always been a big fan of genuine love. Say yes to falling in love!
But it can do the other thing. Break you. Not everything works out the way you’d hope. You either got friendzoned or assumed too much from more-than-friends-but-less-than-love-relationship you have with someone. In short, you think that you’re the king of all fuck-ups. Sadness now enters the premises of your sanity. All of a sudden, you become a fan of The Script. You start to torture yourself with their emotional and sentimental songs for you believe that you’re the perfect example of a man who can’t be moved. Along with sadness is cynicism and wrath. Everything appears and sounds like shit to you. Welcome to the Being A Cynical stage, dear. Then your poetries turn like this. Roses are red. Violets are blue. Sugar is sweet. Fuck you whore. You act like Tom Hansen of 500 Days of Summer when Summer left him. Due to cynicism, fear comes in. You try to avoid any means that can eventually lead to sadness and hurt. You’re too afraid that your feelings may not be recognized, or even worse, returned. You then think that the art of not-giving-a-fuck-until-he-gives-his is the perfect option. You settle yourself to a life of security and conformity to save yourself from heartaches.
But one thing that puzzles me about human beings is that despite of all the bullshits they’ve gone through, the longing for true love still lives within. Inside all of us is a desire to have someone who we can be completely stupid with. Someone who’s going to accept your obsession with K-pop. Someone who’s gonna watch Disney movies with you and surprisingly finds it sweet. Someone who’s gonna put up with your unpredictable mood that changes like a girl changes clothes. Someone who’s still going to think the sun shines out of your ass no matter how weird you are. We are all waiting for that day, when a person loves exactly who you are. No buts, no ifs. And when that day comes, never give up. It’s not every day you can find someone who can put up with your weirdness. Hold onto them. Seriously. Because if there’s one thing that I’ve learned from love, that is that when you have something good, don’t let it go. And I promise you, something great will come out of it.
^ This what happens when I get too emotional and start to think about life’s wonders in a bus just because I saw an old sweet couple and asked myself why I can’t have the same love like theirs.
P.S. Too long, didn’t proofread.
Posted On: Sun, Jan. 22, 2012
