A Rambling Rant on the Principle of Love
Hello. If you're new, I welcome you to this ever-changing blog. I've been tasked by the administration (Mrs. Joyner) to write about love stemming from this quote:
“We must live, and when this is all over, we must work to make the world a better place. And if we die, we will die knowing that it was not our fault, that we did our best, and we can go to our deaths in dignity… I want you both to live…And to remember...You must choose love. Always choose love.”
(from Daniel’s Story by Carol Matas, page 70)
I am neutral about this claim but I shall lean against it today and write about how worthless love is. Here goes.
“We must live, and when this is all over, we must work to make the world a better place. And if we die, we will die knowing that it was not our fault, that we did our best, and we can go to our deaths in dignity… I want you both to live…And to remember...You must choose love. Always choose love.”
(from Daniel’s Story by Carol Matas, page 70)
I am neutral about this claim but I shall lean against it today and write about how worthless love is. Here goes.
So, we all love our families. That's human nature. Nothing wrong with that but when you reach the age of around 13-14-15 years, you'll want a bit more than that. I have experienced this first hand. Today is 1 March. So, about three-ish weeks ago, many many things happened. I finished my basketball game against Lincoln Hall and we lost in overtime. I was beyond sad. Another 3 point game come on, man. Then a girl asks for my number. Intriguing. I never met her in person as she asked me indirectly. You see, I was now in a sort of a relationship with someone I had never met in my life and who wouldn't go to high school with me (she's going to West). So a week later, I cross into Canada. I don't know how to respond to her after she says she doesn't like me. This didn't pose much of a issue because I hadn't liked her yet either. It seemed as if nothing could ever come out of this and I haven't spoken to her since. Yesterday, (28 February) some things happened. Things that I wish not to share. So, my experience turned my opinion. Despite the fact it was only a week, I didn't feel good at all after it ended. I thought, "What if this is my only chance?" "What did I do wrong?" Turned out nothing and we're finished, right? Wrong. It isn't anywhere near done. It proved no worth to me at all, this love that wasn't even love. I just hoped it'd become it. Never did. I got family and few friends. 3 to be exact. I only need one, I have triple that and sextuple (6 times) the amount of watches. That's good.
Teenage "love" can be crazy, Dane. Don't let it color your view of love. :)
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