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Wednesday, January 24, 2007 (For the rest of this short entry I'm going to be using "you" a lot. Because I don't want to use "I", which sounds weird, and I don't want to use "he", which sounds even weirder. But just understand that what follows is not directed at you, although if you think it helps you're welcome to take my 'advice' to heart.) You know how, when you meet somebody you like (I mean romantically), you'll be drawn to that person, wanting to get closer and closer, hoping that "things will work out". And it doesn't always "work out".. "Just because it didn't work out doesn't mean that I don't like her anymore" struck me as a very strange statement to make, but on further thought makes complete sense. After all, you like a person not simply because you think things can "work out" between you and him/her, right? There has to be something that attracted you to that person in the first place, for you to want to try and "work it out", and that something is most likely still there, be it a smile, or be it (hopefully) something more and deeper. Attraction (or love, as the romantics insist on calling it) is but one of the essential ingredients for a relationship to "work out"; it is a fragile track, easily derailed by any one of a million things. Why, then, do so many relationships end (in some cases, having never begun) in such pain, suffering and mutual dislike? The only reason for this, it seems, is Man's stubborn nature. Man has always had a problem knowing when to stop, knowing when to give up. And often, a person (both persons, rather) will only give up when he/she's been through so much hurt and suffering, the blame for which is pinned squarely at the other party (humans must always have something tangible to aim at). It is only natural to hate that which causes us pain, non? However it is not all fine and dandy for those who choose to give up before having suffered "enough". While their rational minds may applaud their foresight and determination, their hearts ache and torment them for "chickening out". And it is a strange and unpleasant feeling, I guess, akin to looking at an exhibit of priceless jewelry, to be so attracted by the sparkle yet choked by the knowledge that it is forever out of reach.
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