Meanwhile, on the plane
Saturday, September 8, 2012 3:33:00 PM
Right at this moment, I'm sat on a plane on the way back home from Seattle via Tokyo. For a very queer reason, there's so much running through my head. I've been trying to keep myself distracted, but I can only fend it off for so long before these thoughts absolutely swarm my head.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You're always asking questions, and the last time you said that line, things didn't turn out too well did they?"
"I can't help it. I have so many questions that no one has an answer to and it bugs me every, single, day. And with reference to things not turning out too well, we can agree to disagree. Things are not exactly perfect right now, but they aren't too bad either. I hope."
"We'll see. So?"
"Tell me, how would a stranger love someone so broken and sad? How is it possible, that there is someone out there, completely unrelated to you with no moral obligations to love you and put up with all your flaws, who is one day going to love you to death? Quite literally."
"That, I do not have an answer to."
"Then tell me, how do you know when you love someone?"
"When you think about them often, when all you want is for them to be happy, when you're willing to give up yourself for someone?"
"Really?"
"Maybe"
"How could you 'love' someone with which you have completely nothing in common with?"
"I guess you can't choose who you love"
"If so, then why are we put through such torture to love someone that may very well not love you back, no matter what you do?"
"I don't have an answer to that"
"Alright. So everyone says you're not supposed to change yourself to suit the confines of the world and others preferences. The message here is: "BE YOURSELF" and "INDIVIDUALITY". But to find something common between two polar opposites, someone has to alter themselves right? And if so, that would mean changing yourself for someone else. Which is exactly what the world tells you not to do, am I right to say that?"
"I guess you are, in a way"
"What if you never had a 'you' to start with? What if, in your whole life, you've morphed to suit the surroundings you're in, the people you keep company with? You're almost like a chameleon. I don't know if I'm supposed to try so hard to make someone fall in love with me by trying to be the person he wants and finding something common between us or if I'm supposed to just be myself (whoever that is) and if he doesn't fall in love with me, then it isn't meant to be."
"......."
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You're always asking questions, and the last time you said that line, things didn't turn out too well did they?"
"I can't help it. I have so many questions that no one has an answer to and it bugs me every, single, day. And with reference to things not turning out too well, we can agree to disagree. Things are not exactly perfect right now, but they aren't too bad either. I hope."
"We'll see. So?"
"Tell me, how would a stranger love someone so broken and sad? How is it possible, that there is someone out there, completely unrelated to you with no moral obligations to love you and put up with all your flaws, who is one day going to love you to death? Quite literally."
"That, I do not have an answer to."
"Then tell me, how do you know when you love someone?"
"When you think about them often, when all you want is for them to be happy, when you're willing to give up yourself for someone?"
"Really?"
"Maybe"
"How could you 'love' someone with which you have completely nothing in common with?"
"I guess you can't choose who you love"
"If so, then why are we put through such torture to love someone that may very well not love you back, no matter what you do?"
"I don't have an answer to that"
"Alright. So everyone says you're not supposed to change yourself to suit the confines of the world and others preferences. The message here is: "BE YOURSELF" and "INDIVIDUALITY". But to find something common between two polar opposites, someone has to alter themselves right? And if so, that would mean changing yourself for someone else. Which is exactly what the world tells you not to do, am I right to say that?"
"I guess you are, in a way"
"What if you never had a 'you' to start with? What if, in your whole life, you've morphed to suit the surroundings you're in, the people you keep company with? You're almost like a chameleon. I don't know if I'm supposed to try so hard to make someone fall in love with me by trying to be the person he wants and finding something common between us or if I'm supposed to just be myself (whoever that is) and if he doesn't fall in love with me, then it isn't meant to be."
"......."
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