love.

Written by Sandra on June 20, 2009

Can someone please explain to me what the hell "love" actually means?
I think that if you love someone then you truly care about that person and you want him to have everything he needs to be happy in life. You want to spend time with him and you think about him (maybe not constantly, but at least every now and then). Of course that's just a short definition, but I think this description fits to any kind of love.
I don't wanna limit this blog entry only to this kind of love you feel with your boy- respectively girlfriend. I also wanna talk about the love you have for your friends and relatives.


So, okay, what I wanna ask about that boyfriend-love is:
When are you supposed to know when you love someone? I mean, I had such a feeling before and I really thought I was in love. But in order to truly love someone, do you need to be loved back by that person? Or is it okay to love someone that doesn't love you in return? And can you really call this 'love' then? And how can you still kind of care about a person that broke your heart in so many ways? Am I asking for too much when I just want someone who truly cares?
Those are a lot of questions that are rushing through my mind, and yet I didn't find any answers. All I know is that no matter how often your heart has already been broken, it will always find the strength to love again. The first time our heart breaks, it seems as if we couldn't endure and overcome the pain, but then after some time you happen to see that there's no point in bemoaning the past. You have to wipe your tears off, in order to be able to look clearly into your future.
But still I'm wondering how someone could leave you just like that, even though he promised you to stick around whenever you needed him...

Now, something that I want to say about love that you have for your friends:
How on earth could someone you've called your "friend" for many years just deceive you as if it was nothing? I've had a friend for over eight years and she just did something that I would have never expected her to do. It's tough to see how people, you thought you'd know, can turn into someone completely different. And it's even tougher to see it and not to be able to sop it before it gets too grievous.
Real friends would be there if you call them in the middle of the night. Real friends would make you wanna laugh if you had a horrible day. Real friends would hold you in their arms if you lost your grip and fell. Real friends can look at you and see the biggest smile in your face and still ask "what's wrong?". Friends are not there to give you a last kick when you're already lying on the ground! It takes some time to find out who of your friends is for real and who's not. But it's worth investing the time, cause real friends will stick around no matter what!
I learnt to only laugh with those people who would also understand my tears.
With friends it's almost like with shoes: After some time you realize that it's always the same ones you feel comfortable with.

Okay, now about the love you have for your relatives:
Is it okay not to love someone who you actually should? And is it okay to simply not care about a person who you should? In this case I'm talking about my dad who doesn't seem to care the tiniest bit about his three daughters. I've always had the feeling that he doesn't love me, so I accustomed myself to not love him as well. I don't get to see him very often and if I do we're hardly talking or arguing and tripping over the most random things. I've never had a good relationship with him, especially not since he used to slap me in the face every now and then just because he blamed me for doing something that I didn't do. Nowadays I stand above all this, but nevertheless I continue to ask myself if it's okay to feel this way?





I DON'T NEED SOMEONE'S HAND
IF IT'S ONLY THERE TO LEAD ME ON A WRONG PATH !!