Its like we humans are on the search for our other half the moment we are born. Growing up we might not realize it or have it clear in our minds. When we are old enough we slowly start to realize our attraction to the opposite sex or even the sex same, whatever floats your boat. From the moment we make the realization we start our search. We try and fail and try and fail again, some people try a million times, others a little less. Some take a more emotional approach and others a more physical but I think we all want the same thing. This weird thing we now call “Love.” Many may say its overrated and we live in the 21st century so its even MORE overrated but however you wanna call it love, lust, a good time…. we all search for a source of affection and someone that can see us with different eyes. We want to feel wanted and want to feel as if another human being in the world fully accepts us for who we are. Of course your family accepts you, shit they kinda have too, you share the same blood. And, of course your friends accept you as well I mean we all need friends to survive… we are in fact social creatures. But im talking about another kind of acceptance. True, honest and raw acceptance. The kind of acceptance one gets from knowing “almost” every gritty detail of another human being. So once in a while you get mad, so what? So once in a while you get emotional and wanna punch a wall, so what? So once in a while you are implusive and don’t think before acting (guilty!), so what? Finding someone that can understand shit like this is amazing. And, of course you have to be able to accept the other persons gritty details as well. Let’s be honest relationships are NOT easy. I don’t care how easy they might seem in “The Carrie Diaries,” or my personal favorite … romantic comedies. The truth is no you don’t always end up with your true love and things end up being happily ever after… that is why those are fairytales, they are fake. In reality, relationships are all about challenge and overcoming challenges and at the end of the day still find something in each other thats strong enough to hold the glue together. That is what it is all about love and hate all in one.
sometimes I blame myself for everything that has happened between us. I blame myself for letting it get as far as it did. its too late now. what is done is done… nothing left to discuss… just a lot of memories and tears left