Only Thing That Matters When You Love Someone!

Life is all about choices. It’s funny how the choice you make when you’re 18 still can affect you when you’re 22. Whenever you fall in love, it feels like this is it. Whenever someone breaks your heart, it feels like the end of the world. And then comes along someone who makes you feel like all the pain is worth it, all over again. You bet your heart, you bet your soul, sometimes not knowing even little as if they like Taylor swift. Choices, sometimes so small just like those nuclear molecules that destroyed two whole cities. Just so you know, consequences are still felt to date! We have to decide what we want in life. Unless you want to go through your whole life looking life Beyonce in that Gaga video, seems to be having fun but uncomfortable and with an I-so-don’t- belong- here-face. It’s not always easy. Sometime we make mistakes. We all do. And we all might not be so lucky as Beyonce to be having a blast while we live through those moments.

Choices are funny. We know what’s unhealthy, we know what hurts, we know what’s not good but it’s not always easy walking away. If I could, I would walk away. I don’t even know what I’m here for. Maybe I just know how to love someone who’s not perfect perfectly. But the worst thing is knowing and making that mistake. Over and over again. Watching out for those emotional landmines just to step on them ntentionally. Just to blow your heart into million pieces to know you’re still alive. The realization thriugh pain that you’re still truly, madly and deeply in love with a loser who’s not so different to all the other losers. Like some kindda addiction but it’s not always about what’s right or wrong but who’s responsible for them. Sometimes we don’t dare take the safest road, sometimes we don’t think twice before jumping head first, its all about who’s waiting at the end of the tunnel. And where the fun in jumping if you don’t jump head first anyway? So what if we fall in love? What if we take a chance? What if it hurts?

In life we all get hurt; again it’s all a choice. People can hurt you only if you let them. But we let them anyway, with our hands down and call it love. We will get over them any moment we want to. We don’t choose who we fall in love with and we can’t certainly choose when to walk away. Maybe that’s a lie! Maybe we can choose but we don’t want the defeat. Maybe love is a trap. Ones who can believe are the lucky ones; Fools! It sucks. It hurts. But the heart wants what the heart wants, even if its heartache. Maybe somewhere something went wrong. Maybe the heart and head should switch places. Cos I rather lose my mind than being hurt! I don’t know what it even means, all I know is that heartbreak’s a bitch but yet I can’t look away when you smile. I may have the most brainless heart and the most conscious dick; maybe we could’ve been better off if I had it the other way.

But when you love some, only one thing matters, everything!!!

The difference between wishful thinking and denial is hope. You can keep hoping and wishing for your happy ever after until you lose even the will of “right now,” but the thing about fairytales is we all want our happy endings but too easily we forget that before they got there, there were poisonous portions, fire breathing dragons, vicious godmothers and all sorts of unfortunate tragedies. Only the faithful ones survived it. Nobody got their happy ending on a silver platter. Love is magical. One who can believe may be the lucky ones but what do u hold on to when your prince is on stray. Probably those pretty princesses didn’t know about STD’s and how to stalk on facebook.

That’s the thing, we hope against reality and love without limits but is it really love or are we just too afraid to end up in our castle alone? We take risks, we kiss another frog, everything is optional, and everything is a choice. Things so insignificant, have you ever wondered what life would’ve have been like if you didn’t sign up on facebook? What if you had never seen him smile? Wishful thinking or denial I don’t know but I just want us to go back to the way we were. Even if you only break, break, my break, break my heart!!!

But I’m an optimist. Love doesn’t have to hurt; at least it doesn’t have to hurt the whole freaking time. It’s a Beautiful mess, all the organized chaos we bring into our lives, Because when you love someone, only one thing matters, nothing!