Love is a complicated idea, a beautiful thing, a feeling of admiration and respect, dependency on one another, more than anything one could imagine, at least that is what I think. I wish I could know of it myself, however I haven´t had the opportunity. My eyes are swollen from all that I´ve cried, the movie I have just finished watching was extremely touching. It is all about a pair that passes through a long and arduous process until they let love arrive to their lives. I sometimes imagine what it would be to get that feeling myself even if it does not result in the happy ending that all the movies today portray. Is it so hard for someone to notice me truthfully in that way the men of the love movies do with that girl regardless of how she is? Is it that hard for something like that to happen to me?
Love is everywhere, I believe, not that I am the person to say it. Music, television, friends, everybody talks to me of love and how it is, and, what it causes. There are all types of relationships around me that I can learn from, starting from the relationship of my friends Sants and Sophia, you may find there is a quite wierd thing going on, but it is love and one can't control the impulses it produces (if not ask Sophia about it). I wonder: will I some day get to talk of it myself? I know it may be too early but it is really frustrating to think there is not one who is willing to share that with me. Is this not my thing? What is love? For me it is only an idea, something that happens to people. When will I get a taste of the evidence of that if the only, what is called relationships, I´ve had can also be described as failures? I am planning on starting a relationship with Sants when he ends his... what so called by the dominant partner, rich relationship(insert a happy face here).
Ps. Ps. I Love You is the best movie ever!
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