thoughts on the question..what is love?

a question we are always in search for the right answer.. but how do we really know if it's love, lust, infatuation or whatever sh*t?

I've been searching for the right answer the last 6 years..because i thought i've found the one.. but i guess i'm just afraid to accept the answer...

love is simple... it's the expectation and our other human nature that destroys everything it holds true...



Loving means that in order for him to stay..i should love him and never expect anything in return...to just let him be..and believe that he loves me without proof...


otherwise, i should just let him go and accept that we are not meant to be.. and so i did...and i ended up being heart broken...

so what's my story?

I've fallen in love with my best friend, the very person i don't want to lose ever...but this nagging feeling of wanting more made me took the leap..

i was happy..

i've found the person who will be there when i'm sad...

who'll take care of me when i'm sick..

who'll be with me through everything..

but expectations took its toll on us...

i learned to asked for what is fair...the right amount of love..

the story book ending kinda thing..

i expected him to be a hero who'll rescue me from witches and take me to his castle..

i expected him to be more than what he really is..

and i wanted him to love me more than anything and anyone in this world.. that i would be enough to conquer his fears...

I wanted him to feel the love that i have for him...the strange feeling that would make you endure your differences and stay despite everything..


and so it ended... 6 years.. finally over.. no ifs, no buts, no nothing...

and now that i finally answered this question, i finally understood.
Love can't be defined, it can't be explained, nor it can be learned and just pass on the learning to a friend...

we may have the same circumstances but we can never really expect the other person to turn out as we did.. or avoid the mistakes that we did just because we already warned them and poured our hearts to them.. we are alone on this journey..

alone in the sense that we are the only one who can really define it and know if it is love or not..

it is a happy feeling..and the only way we can fully understand it is to risk everything and play along...