Thursday, February 5

 
What is love?

"My love life is like a fashion show...You take a fuckin long time to prepare for the show...and it's over within 30 minutes...and what's left is the mountain of mess to clear..."

My good friend Priscilla was gripin to me for a good 2 hours earlier. She was comparin how her job as a fashion designer bears remarkable similarity to her love life.

I had the good sense to listen to Priscilla this evenin..it's been a good while since i spoke to her...besides Ken's friends came in the truckloads for a mahjong session...and mahjong...along with any chinese customs or practices BORES the shit out of me...heck...as i type they're still here...it's almost 2am!!! Get the fuck out of my parents' home lol....

Love is indeed complicated...some people spend their whole lives searchin for the special someone...others barely have to bat an eyelid to find their soulmates...the singles loathe to quote the affable 'Love at first sight' phenomenon...yet lovebirds continue to baffle naysayers and critics alike...what with Valentine's Day around the corner...ubiquitous advertisin and horrendous price increment of everyday flowers and set meals seems to be the order of the day...much to the chagrin of the broken-hearted and singles out there....public declaration of love for the lovebirds seems likely to continue...

Just what is love anyway? In 1997's Addicted to Love...Maggie, played by the lovely Meg Ryan explained to Matthew Broderick's character Sam what love is..."When i was a kid, my father had this dog. It started to go weak and sickly, so we took it to the vet. Apparently maggots have laid eggs in the dog's butt. There's nothin the vet could do as the maggots have crawled up and will eat the dog alive inside out. It's a dead dog anyway. My father took the dog home, puts in on the bed, and started to reach inside the dog. It took him all night to pick out the maggots with his fingers one by one. The dog outlived my father."

Well im not a champion of love myself...but Maggie's example was hardly over-the-top...but how often do we witness such selfless love? Ive seen too many relationships disintegrate over the course of time...the teenagers proclaimin empty vows of love when they're barely out of their nanny's aprons...the young lonely adults seekin companionship...and the 'Long Service Awards' for couples who've dated forever...all guilty of forsakin a promise to be with their other half...promises of givin and not expectin a return...only for the hope and love to be reciprocated with hurt..silence and ignorance...

Love is a beautiful thing...millions of people around the world attempt the 'Lover's Walk' everyday...yet there's always a reason for abandonin such a beautiful creation...i believe a breakup...irregardless of how it's judged or worth...always strengthens someone...there's always somethin you can learn out of a relationship...

It's funny how i can write and rant bout love and the basement bargains you get out of it...yet be such a hopeless fruitcake when it comes to love myself...i cant even begin to think bout all the endless lonely nights i spend with myself...talkin to myself...encouragin myself...somehow wishin i had that special someone to share my emotions, hopes and aspirations...it's strange how almost all my ex-girlfriends somehow leave the country...Reina left without a word for Japan after our acrimonious breakup...Lavina took flight for greener pastures in the Canary Islands...i must be a talisman for abandonment...

People do think bout their ex-other halves....some of them in spades....some in minute amounts...i think bout Reina and Lavina alot...last i heard Reina's just quit her air-stewarin job for somethin 'interestin' in Japan...and Lavina's married to the son of a millionaire lappin up every Spanish sight and sound...

Selfless love, hoping for love and givin up love...love just comes in all forms of embodiment...

To my ex-loves...my heart still goes out to you...

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