This post is about love. Simply because over the past few days I've realized just how hard love really is. Fairytales portray it as fate, something that just happens to you and after that point life's perfect. Well, fairytales aren't really life, ladies and gentlemen. It takes two seconds to say "I love you" but love is so much more then 3 little words. After that "I love you" comes the real road to love. There will be everything in the way of you two being together. There will be fights, disagreements, pain, hurt, and that could just be one day or one month. There will be outside forces working against you to keep you two apart. Life will be doing everything possible to keep you two from being together. It is not an easy journey, that is the point I'm trying to make here. Silly high school love lasts for a little while and ends bitterly. To be able to turn that simple love into something that lasts forever, now that is the real journey. Love is the most amazing thing in the world especially between two people. It's the strongest bond in the world. This love is so worth fighting for. The thing is if both people aren't completely committed then it will fail always. It might not be right away but it will. So I guess the question is do you have th strength and passion to go the distance? Do you have the drive to against the world?
I'm beginning to see that it's way more then passion and determination that can change your course of action. Maybe that's the lesson here. The stranger next to me is trying to save his relationship. He's like 60 at least, and I'm helping him type his apology. So what's the lesson here? No one's safe? Heartbreak doesn't discriminate? Love is hopeless? I'm not really sure yet.
This thing of love is truly astounding me. It's equal parts pure joy and pure frustration.
It's a total roller coaster ride if you let me be cliche for a minute. Love can be completely cynical, cruel, and painful, but then it can be the most beautiful, loyal, wonderful thing on the earth. How do we get to that point? How do we get to where it's just us "chasing cars around our heads" without a care in the world? When do we live like it's us against the world? Why is it like that in the first place? Why do we have to fight the universe to love? Love seems to be something everyone wants. World peace, no war, love everyone and all that blah, blah, blah. So why is it that the world cannot find love if they seek it so much? Instead the world keeps love from being a part of people's lives.
It's like being caught between two sides all the time. Picture a bridge.
You're standing in the middle and on either side of you people stand so there's no where to go. That is life. It's goal is to keep you in that same place for the duration of your life. Love is when you jump off the bridge into the water below.
One, you have to possess the courage to jump and two, you have to be completely out of your mind. Lastly, and most important. You have to understand that once you jump there's no going back.
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