Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies, especially Nigerian. You expect her to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to how yoy feel. You expect her to calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely, utterly defeated when something doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans. But that’s the thing. Love isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end, or a visible finish line to those deeply in it. Love is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can’t see. They can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you’re in love. It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can’t live without it. What we don’t learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it. Love isn’t her calming you down when you yell at her. No its not. It’s actually her yelling, just as loud, just as hard, right back at you! Right in your face! Love is that craziness shown when after a long fight that drains the life and bones right out of you both, you show up at her door the next morning anyway! You have to remember that with love, you’re not the only one involved. You’ve unknowingly put your life, your heart into the palms of another person’s hand and said “here. Do what you will. Mash it into mince meat. Or forget I ever handed it to you. As long as you have it.” Love makes us crazy. It makes us invisible and it erases all the lines that we shouldn’t cross. Because love isn’t about fencing ourselves in; feeling safe, feeling sure about the future. It’s about scaring the crap out of every nerve in our body, but pushing forward anyway. Because all the fighting and all the tears and all the uncertainty is worth it. And it’s a lot better than being 100% happy without someone. Because at the end of the day, feeling ‘happy’ has nothing on feeling whole. Life is a challenge, and so is love. Things never come easy in life; if they do, there will be nothing to look back on; no mistakes that you will have learn from. So in the end, the drama and the pain is all worth it. So my friends; when my Facebook page is flooded with my lamentations on love, bear with me. Its inevitable. Gud evening.
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 19:00:18 +0000
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