Is Love Worth Taking Risks For?

To my faithful readers, I know you guys are out there, don’t be ashamed…Haha, I’m sorry for the wait. Everything’s been hectic at home and everywhere else I just haven’t really found the time to sit down and muster my feelings and write a nice blog post for all of you to read. At least, to the ones that enjoy reading sappy rambles about my never-ending drama  and my struggle to contain my feelings for my best friend, who I’m not talking to for the rest of my life. Apparently so. That’s a nice little nutshell. Anyway, it was my birthday around a week ago, and I told her not to message me a happy birthday, even though she wanted to. I was secretly waiting for a message, I’m not going to lie. It never came though. I wanted to message her so bad. I still do.

Anyway, I just wanted to pose you guys a question. A lot of people I talk to have differing opinions on this. Some say that love isn’t enough to carry relationships; you need everything else like money, harmony in your relationships with your lover’s family and continuously working on yourself and your lover’s partnership. A good amount of people though, argue that if you have immense love between you and your lover, everything else falls into place. There would be no need for these materialisms and other aspects, as love itself is able to carry the entire relationship on its back. Now with both of these opinions in mind, do you think that love itself is worth taking risks for? Is it worth putting yourself out there with the possible promise of pain or bliss?

Three Words, Eight Letters

***Warning: Personal post ahead*** 

Aha. I bet all of you were thinking “I love you” as the three words the title is referring to. Normally, I would say yes you’re correct, but in this case I’m talking about “I miss you.” To the millions of people reading my blog, think of the most special person in your life right now. Think of the one person that you love speaking to everyday, look forward to seeing every time and the one person that you almost can’t bear to live without. Under most circumstances, this person would be hailed as your best friend. Suppose this best friend of yours is of the opposite sex. When someone of the opposite sex is usually referred to as a best friend, one could easily come to the conclusion that this person has all the desired qualities and attributes you would hope to find someday in a mate. Now imagine how easy it would be to fall for someone whom you consider the closest person to you, one who embodies someone you want to spend the rest of your life with.

Hope

Hope is one of the most frightening things that exists in the universe. It can make a person happy as can be, but at the same time tear that very same person apart. Hope, mixed with other emotions, makes for a very potent concoction of feelings that can culminate in desperate, but sometimes necessary, behaviour. Some people deem having hope as naivety, but it takes all kinds to be able to see hope when all else fails, and takes even more to be able to act accordingly.  Not all who have hope deserve it, and not all who deserve it want it. But everyone, and I mean absolutely everyone, needs to have hope at some point in their lives, irrespective of who deserves or wants it.

Truth vs “Truth”

Most of you probably don’t need an explanation or clarification of some sort when reading the title of this post. Truth vs “Truth”. To those of you who are unsure of what I mean, you’re probably asking, “What is the difference?” It is very simple, my friend. There are truths that you want to hear, and there are truths that are simply too hard to accept. The problem is, neither is truer than the other. Both are just different variations of a fact that you can either choose to accept or reject. Sometimes the “truth” is much easier to accept than the truth, and vice-versa. Depending on what the people around you are like, you’re subject to both different kinds. Depending on what kind of person you are, you’re going to be leaning towards one way, never both.

Perseverance

Many things that you end up encountering in life will test the sheer force of your will. Whether it be in your career, love life, League of Legends games…your willpower will constantly be tried. It’s not easy, remaining cool, calm and collected. As much as we’d like to believe we’re as smooth, charming and nonchalant as Patrick Jane from The Mentalist, who, by the way, has become one of my most favourite characters EVER, deep down we’re just not as astute and composed when it comes to things that put us under extreme pressure. The easiest way to handle the pressure, would obviously be to buckle under it. This solution seems simplest, especially if you had managed to live a life relatively free of the stresses and the strains that comes with living, up to this point. This is the true test of one’s character.

What if?

Ah, the ultimate question in life. “What if?”

Many a sleepless night for me starts, and ends, with this very question.

Picture yourself laying in bed, all nice and comfortable under the covers. The pillow is cool against your head, there’s a soft breeze flowing in and you are in absolute bliss. You get comfortable; even more than you thought possible. All of a sudden, something sparks the fleeting emotions whirling around inside your head. These emotions become thoughts, these thoughts become feelings, and these feelings become your reality. You toss and you turn, trying to shake away all the possibilities inside your head, but it’s futile. Once this chain reaction starts, it’s over. These thoughts prey on your vulnerabilities like a virus, exploiting your insecurities and making you wonder, “What if?”. Say hello to the morning sun.

Valentine’s Day

“Where the hell is he…he promised me tonight he’ll be here,” Danielle said to herself as she walked along the snow-covered path. The night sky was a majestic midnight blue, its beauty accentuated by the fluttering, silvery specks of snow reflecting the lights emanating from the city. She shivered as she pulled her coat closer, the water and melted snow on the path seeping through her shoes, chilling her feet. She trudged along the frozen sidewalk, slowly making her way to the southern exit of the city where the bridges were located, walking along the path as she had many times before. However, this time, memories of when she first met him flashed through her mind…

Promises

Guy stared at the rotating fan on the roof of his classroom. It was the usual, boring day at school and everything felt like routine. Guy was a loner, not because of his attitude, but because of his looks. He was very handsome, definitely an Adonis of his generation. He had a perfect, oval shaped face, followed with the most stunning pair of hazel eyes. His raven hair was long and wavy, and on this particular day, the sun shone on it, making it gleam like finely woven threads. A girl sitting behind him let out an audible sigh and looked dreamily at him. He was overly popular with the girls, but his naïve nature made him oblivious to this. The boys were very jealous of him however, and constantly gave him a rough time. Despite all this, Guy was a happy-go-lucky young man. He was very relaxed and carefree, and his laid-back attitude only increased his popularity with the women.

Roll with the changes

I miss very few things in this world, because I’m very accustomed to doing things on my own. I don’t lean on people, I let people lean on me. From an early age I’ve found it rather difficult to show vulnerability, instead putting my walls up and letting people lean on them while keeping a stone face and being a rock of support for them. I help, to the best of my ability, to make the person feel better, and this is what I’ve come to be known as, and what I’ve come to be good at. I like making people smile, I like making people laugh, I like making people feel better.