It’s been a little while since I last posted something. My mind hasn’t been distracted as much as before. Everything lately is so peaceful. Probably a bit too much I’ve started to worry about myself.
But that’s not a problem; I got Aries to hear what I have to bitch about, instead of writing about it. Have I become one of those girls who had lost ambition because she met the right person to talk too. Hmm, no I think not. We can just call it the right companion for the Abby.
Aries makes my days bright pink. For a long time now, I wake up in the morning with a smile on my face, and other times when I’m around people I start smiling like a crazy schizophrenic person. I guess that’s what boys do to you, they draw a big ass smile on your face. Aries makes other males so adorable and innocent.
But enough about my new addiction. I’m sure all of you my silent strangers of readers remember my love dilemma that I’m usually always going through. I’m very happy to tell you I’ve finally found an answer to what had been keeping my mind so messed up all of those past couple of years; love is bullshit.
Ever wondered why our grandparents were/are happily married? I’ve come to realize that love isn’t the main point of getting together with someone; it’s actually something that comes along.
And by along I mean the terrible sufferings they go through at some points in their lives, some rough times they face. Instead of running from it, they face it together, hand in hand. Because that’s what marriage is all about, going through shit together and sticking still side by side like an oreo.
Going through phases and problems together would only make a spouse love the other for sticking out for them. Here, at this point, love is created. Love isn’t a matter of some TV crap show story, it’s a matter of appreciation that comes with respect. As Kenny G once said "If you want to sustain the love, you have to sustain the respect to keep the love. If you lose the respect, the love’s going to start to fall. That’s it. Respect first, love next."
Must say those are the wisest words my ears has ever witnessed.
Now, the one thing that would usually make me wonder is how sometimes a couple can get bored of each other. This is something I’m not really a professional to talk about but from my awesome far away noticing, I think I got the answer for it. I think there’s a million way to love one person.
I got no further comments on that subject. This post right here is about how the media had brain-washed us with all the overrated love and relationships we had come to believe. But if you get a further look, if a relationship started with love, it will never last. I know this because I’ve seen it so many times happening right before my eyes. Love will come afterwards, as long as you have the respect and appreciation for the person you are with, you are in the safe zone.
Do you know that feeling you get when you do a math problem and you suffer until you get it right? You’ll be damn happy yea? Well, you can apply that example to me now. I am pleased to tell you that I now realize what love really means.
Life is pink.
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