Come and Go

In the middle of my travel to our humble abode I was struck by the realization or maybe just a thought that comes with “why do people just come and go to our life?”. I don’t exactly understand why such thought torments me for nearly a week and drag me out of deep contemplation. In my contemplation there are several things I wish I can do, like Nightcrawler, that can teleport from one place to another or I could be rich to visit my love one every time, and sometimes I wish I am in a place where no one else does leave but rather stay and you can drag them everytime you feel alone and need to absorb all your wearies. These are the things that no matter how hard I try to think why such things are impossible.

Friendship may be the most wonderful thing that humankind had established throughout the ages. That no matter what happens; friendship is still the core foundation in every aspect of a relationship. For some, they don’t need friends because they say that they came unto this world alone and they can live their life all by themselves which I think would be hard for those who made their friends as the most vital parts of their living. Nonetheless, those people might have some kind of phobia that prohibit themselves trusting other that results a lonely world for them or just that they fear to trust others and maybe some of them feared that even if they made friends with other they will just gonna leave, so they might think that; rather not to make friends coz no matter what they’ll just gonna leave. It’s absurd to think that these people exist to this world full of friendly people. Many things in this world that need not to be afraid of, I myself did not actually lay off my trust to one person but I am open to the possibilities that that person can be my friends and soon afterwards I’m starting to give my trust to them. Trust is hard to earn and when you earn it, it is seems that you’ve earn the ticket to one’s person trip of life, but be careful not to broke the trust, you can put back all the pieces but it might not it the same. This might be the problem of some person that has no friends at all, even if they do, they can never lay their trust on them.

So what is the sense of friendship without trust?

I think its nonsense.

So can we trust those first acquaintances?

Can we trust our new friends?

Can we still trust our old friends when they came again?

I think the answer is yes.

Love: the way we don’t usually see it

In love, we cannot judge the bearer of it nor the successor of it. There is no judging in love anyway. The only thing we can do in love is just to let it ruin our life, if we let ‘em. The mere fact that love is like a pair of flip-flops’, as they call it, it’s just that you cannot wear it if it isn’t in pair. Love is like a chocolate-sometimes dark, sometimes rough, sometimes bitter and sometimes sweet. Whatever hell that love possesses, we just cannot ignore it, because ignoring it will lead into much worse than tragic.

As Prince Charles said, “I have fallen in love with all sorts of girls and I fully intend to go on doing so”, as such we can keep falling for something until we find who we deserve and we’ll gonna share for the rest of our life.

Falling in love is was just like, when we saw someone that had caught our mere sight and we kept on looking at them and that is what we call love at first sight. We human can also produce what is so-called pheromone in forms of sweat. The process was involuntary by the brain, we blush when we saw someone that was so quite perfectly compatible to our gene, we pick up their pheromones and a mere snuck of them looses our mind and seems we gonna die. Experiments had suggest that when a man had smelled a woman and he was captivated by her scent is more likely compatible for his gene to reproduced with, same principle as to woman. Love maybe just a chemical responsible that was conceive trough our body. But we cannot deny that it drive us crazy, whether it was conscious or unconscious. Inspiration, it was thriving in all of us and can be strong and transcends extra-ordinary human abilities when love had pumps its inevitable power to it.

Love is missing someone whenever you’re apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you’re close in heart. Love is sharing things and looking for no other that a smile in a face. Love is you. Love is not just a chemical signalling of our brain but a entity that makes us happy. Love is a trust, even though far away we are rest assured that when we come back home there’s a warm hug waiting. Love waits. Sometimes love fails, but that isn’t love. Love really doesn’t fail. What had failed is our capacity to give love. Love is what this world is made of.