The ultimate secret

During my very short existence, I’ve heard plenty of times how one often craves love. While watching the typical “chic-flick”, most of my girlfriends have pronounced those unfortunate words implying the fact that they need a boyfriend, causing me to cringe and die a little inside, yet I can perfectly see where these thoughts come from.

Constantly, the idea of being in relationship is forced down our throats until some of us end up choking on it and accepting it as true. Everywhere in the media, we see that the attractive girl is only beautiful when taken, or the real “men” are those continuously taking every miss to bed with them. We see that someone is only lovable when he or she is in a relationship.

What happened to friendship? What happened to that fraternal love that’s shared among most families? I’ve seen deeper, more real and pure love on friendships than on couples that swear “it’s forever” and as wonderful as a romance can be, that isn’t the only love that there is. Happiness and pure love isn’t always found in a relationship.

When single individuals pronounce phrases like “nobody loves me”, I tend to ask them what happened with your best friends, with their siblings, parents, pets and teachers. Their answer often kills me because most of the time they say that it doesn’t count. I totally disagree with this thought because whether it’s your mom, your best friend or your cat, loving someone as deep as you are capable of, in a reality that’s completely broken, is a mere act of hope that there are still good people out there, and strength to overcome your fears.Mutual love and respect in a world that’s full of ugly things show us that there are always people out there one can rely on. Love will never be dismissed just because someone doesn’t want to kiss you.

As a matter of fact, it makes it even more real, because they want absolutely nothing from you –not even a date-, yet they accompany you.

With all these, I don’t mean to say that romantic love is ordinary. I’m pretty sure it’s great. Even magical, but it is also great spending your Friday night with your three best friends, sharing a pizza and a lot of laughing. It is fairylike spending your whole day with a bunch of people that share your undying thirst for knowledge, visiting museums and going to conferences.

We should stop making things about the one, because maybe, just maybe, you are the one. You are that other half that you’re missing, that tiny piece needed to make you happy. Maybe we should stop looking for halves and start realizing that we are the other half, and if there’s a tiny empty piece, then those are the places for whom we love.

I can assure you: humans aren’t born unfinished. Perhaps we are the ones that make ourselves whole.