It’s sad to think how we desperately long for someone who isn’t and was never ours. It’s sad and funny, equally. But the thing is, that is how much we can offer for love. That is how much we can love. Like asking why that one can’t love us? Worse is, we can find reasons on why that one should consider us, than reconsider moving on. Because, yes, I am happy cooking every meal you’ll have every single day. Yes, I’ll be glad doing your laundry to lessen what you’ll be doing. Yes, I’ll be honored massaging your feet, or even your whole body, just to make you feel better after your long day at work. Yes, I’ll undoubtedly drive you to wherever you’re going. Yes, I can be that one who’s going to be with you when you’re sick, taking care of you. Yes, I can go wherever you want me to go, with you, just to make you feel that you are not alone, that I will always be here with you. And yes, I’ll be happy doing everything that could make you feel happy, that could make you feel contented, that you could make you feel you have everything. And with all that, I just want you to hold my hand, regardless of how rough it has gone due to everything I can, and I will do for you. I just want you to hold my hand, making me feel that I am loved back, that you truly love me back.
We are young. And yet, we worry too much about being in a relationship. At least most of us, let’s admit it. We long for someone who’s going to take care of us whenever we’re sick, who’s going to cuddle with us on a cold weather, who’s going to surprise us even if there’s no special occasion, who’s going to make us feel we are not alone… We always long for someone who’s going to be always there for us. That shouldn’t be the case. We shouldn’t be desperate. In time, it will be there.
We should know, soon enough, love will come along. Someone out there will, soon enough, come into your life to make you feel everything’s perfect… You are perfect. Maybe now is not the time. Maybe now is too early for that. Maybe now is the time for making one’s self happy, because soon, someone will do that thing. And you are to make that one happy, too. Maybe now, just now, that one is still scared to take risks. Risks that could, probably, hurt you, both of you. Maybe that one is still working on being ready on getting into a responsible and happy relationship. Not the teen-type relationship, but a serious, matured one. The risks, maybe that one is still afraid, still fearful. When all that one can do now is be clingy, be sweet, and be someone you ever wanted, but that’s just it… you’re not committed because of that fear. But let’s give time, because, maybe, that’s what everyone needs to be entirely happy and ready. Giving time and having time for your own is important. So let’s give everyone time.
Thus, soon enough, everyone will learn to love regardless of the gender (Maybe this is another issue, but it goes to this one as well.). That when love hits the both of you, no matter whom that is, you’ll probably give in to it. That no one will ever be afraid to love because you’ve readied yourselves in to the judgmental nature of people, and learned not to care at all, because you are happy… because you love.
“You don’t need anyone to be happy.” That’s what they say. But, clearly, only lunatic people would say that. Of course, you need someone to be happy. I’ve been to trips alone some time, fulfilling yet it would be meaningful if you’re with someone. I’ve been there, and I’ve done that. I know it better than anyone who hasn’t experienced that.
We all need that someone who could go along with our weirdness. Being alone is being insane. And I’m guilty. But this time I felt sad. Who would not want to meet someone? Who would not want to be with a person who could go along with your trips? No one. And if there’s anyone who disagrees, talk to me, or talk to some expert one. Maybe your mind is not normally stabled. Anyway, honestly, I felt sad. I want someone who could go an out of town trip with me for a day that wasn’t planned. I want someone who could ditch their plans, classes, or work for a day to go somewhere, far. I want someone whom I could ask to go to the mall with, anytime of the day, without knowing what to do there, and then see a movie with me, or pig-out with me, or whatever. I want someone who could go along with me. It would be perfect. Just perfect!
See, that’s what I’ve been waiting for. For the last 18 years of my life, too young, though. So it’s okay for me to wait. But not that long. I just want to have someone who won’t get tired going on trips with me. Because I don’t want to be alone. I know how bad it feels to put your camera on timer just to have a whole body shot of yourself to a wonderful place. I know how bad it feels to lean on the bus’ window to sleep instead of leaning on that special one’s shoulder. I know how bad it feels not to have someone who you can share excitement and happiness with as you reach a wonderful place for the first time. I know how bad it feels to be with someone who doesn’t exist. Crazy, right?
To love is just the same thing as to live. It undergoes changes. It is a long journey. It has an indirect process before being stabled, before settling down. Just like living, we commit mistakes, we face failures, and go through other glitches.
We fall in love. We have this puppy love during elementary days, teenage love during high school days, and all. It has levels. But what’s important is that we are happy. In the first place, you’ve fallen in love and entered such relationship because you are happy. And if you’re not, just end it… unless you are married or at the age of 25 and above, you should try fixing it. But if you are still young, just let it go and consider it an experience. Let’s not fantasize the statement, “Even though we always fight, I’ll be staying.” Or something like that. You’re just fooling yourself. You should not complicate things with fighting. You should just be happy and learn. You should love is equal to you should be happy. It has levels, it is step by step, the level of maturity changes. ‘You should be serious’ differs when you’re just 13 from 31. The level of being serious at the age of 13 is serious but not miserable in a way of not complicating things. While at the age of 31, you should be fixed that you’ll be happy and stay with each other no matter what, with conflicts and all.
Let’s not misinterpret the statement, “You don’t know if when your last day is, so live while you’re still alive.” Or something like that. You should enjoy being a kid. You should enjoy being immature. Because time will come that you should be responsible. From there, you don’t have to regret and go back to being a kid because you’ve already spent your childhood days being playful. So let us not be afraid of death, we have to live on how much responsibility we should have, and to not think like a 29 year-old when you’re still 12. You may only live once, but let’s not put pressure to it. Just be yourself at the age you’re in. You should not be miserable, you should live. Just live!