I, you and love... forever and almost always

Someone asked me why pretty girls are so arrogant and full of self. Well, first of all she knows she's pretty and she thinks that's the (only) reason you want to talk to her so she puts up an attitude because she wants you to like her just the way she is, she wants you to look beyond all the nastiness and show-off of self and chat to her anyway but the irony of it all is that the man would put up with her attitude only because she's pretty, so at the end of the day it's still a man's world. When you're young you think nothing can hurt you, like being invincible, your whole life is ahead of you and you have big plans. Big plans to find your perfect job, the perfect partner, the one who 'completes' you. When you find one you think "life has to be better than this" but as you get older you realize it's not always that easy. It's not until the end of your life that you realize how the plans you made were simply plans, quick question; why do we do it to ourselves? Why do we put on deadlines and make promises, why do we worry when we have no potency to control anything? I guess, it's human nature to dream, to make believe, to hope against and despite all.

When you look back at your life certain moments stand out: the day you graduated high school, your matriculation at the university, graduation, your wedding day, the day you found out you were going to be a parent. Most of the time they happen in that order and most of the time they shuffle. They say that truth is the best indication against slander, so what’s the truth? If you would take my advice, believe nothing! Just because a wise man said it, or you read it in a book like words of divine order, or because your mother told you…it doesn’t make it true. Believe only what you yourself can test and judge to be true. We all want to be loved…to be happy. So why aren’t we? Because we’ve become experts at sabotaging our own happiness. Feeling like victims, when in fact it’s the choices we make, the bad habits, the vices, the inability to show love and compassion when people need us, these are the things that tear us down. We’re not victims, we’re assassins when it comes to love and happiness. We applaud the sentiments, but we don’t change because we want what we want, so we do it, we say it, we try it and we victimize ourselves. It’s not a question of character or morals, It’s really about who wants what!


There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at crossroads, afraid, confused, without a road-map. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back. But there are people who push on to something better, something found just between the pain of doing it alone and the bravery it takes to let someone in, like a second chance or something beyond the quiet persistence of a dream. "I love you", it's everything I want to say everyday of my life or everything I wish I said the last time I saw YOU… perhaps, everything I want to say forever and almost always.