| : | They said we look like we belong together. |
| : | |
| : | Like, the world would explode if we didn't end up together. |
| : | Oh. |
| : | Yeah. |
| : | Well. That's good to know. |
Love is about timing.
Timing is key, it’s absolutely crucial. Sometimes, you get the start wrong. You love someone, they love someone else. And then when they finally realize they love you, you’ve decided that they’ll never love you. So you’ve given up.
But, then you realize that it’s impossible not to love them. So, you’re in love with them again. Sadly, though, they’ve given up on you and they’re in love with someone else. So, you’re stuck without them once again.
Only then, something amazing happens. They realize they’re still in love with you, too. But there’s a problem. The person they used to love is still in love with them. So, they still love them.
And everything’s complicated, and it’s a gigantic mess. But then, sometimes, the most magical thing happens. You love them. Which was always true, so don’t go thinking that was the magical part. That would be about as magical as a light switch.
The real magic is this: they love you, too. And everything is perfect. The sky couldn’t be more blue, and the grass couldn’t be greener.
But, if the timing isn’t right, it doesn’t last.
And the cycle repeats.
But here’s the kicker. And it’s more like a kick in the pants than anything else.
Sometimes, the cycle repeats in your favor. Sometimes, there’s another time when you love them and they love you. Sometimes, you’re given another chance. A chance to get everything right. A chance to start fresh, start anew. A chance to hold on to them and never let them go.
Sometimes.
But, sometimes, you’re not the one given another chance. Sometimes, you don’t end up together. Sometimes, you and the love of your life are destined to just be friends. To complete each other, but never be allowed to. To support one another, but never be allowed to lean. To love your other half, but never be allowed to fall in love.
Sometimes.
Nothing is ever certain. Life and death are guaranteed. Love is almost impossible to avoid; required love is almost impossible to catch.
If you find it, hold on to it. Hold on to them: your other half, your true love, your best friend.
Because you have no idea what will happen if you let go of them.
Sometimes, people get multiple chances in the cycle. They can mess up, and fail. They can say things that they shouldn’t, do things that are inexcusable. But they’re given multiple shots, multiple chances to prove their love.
Sometimes.
But sometimes, you’re given one shot. One chance. One try.
And then when you let go, that’s it. That’s the end.
Don’t be afraid to tell someone you love them. Don’t be afraid to ask someone for another chance. Don’t be afraid to hold on too tightly.
Letting go is a dangerous business, because, well…
Love is about timing.
Timing is key, it’s absolutely crucial.
I talked to an amazing friend of mine today. You were the topic at hand. It didn’t start that way, I just wanted to catch my friend up. Your name came up though, and it was like a match was lit in a room full of gas.
We talked for almost three hours. You came up frequently. My friend listened, and it seemed like they enjoyed hearing the stories. You and I have so many of those.
Then my friend told me something interesting. Something no one has told me before, about anything or anyone.
They said I light up when I talk about you.
Interesting, huh? The funniest part is that I sort of already knew that.
I’ll write more on that later, just in case you’re curious.
Dane Cook
Your past is there. It will always be there. You messed up. Everyone does. But the problem is that sometimes, people are gonna remind you that you messed up. And no matter how long ago it happened, it still happened. Ad it’s still gonna haunt you.
Because whether you did it five years ago, six months ago, this February, or last November, it will always feel like it was yesterday.
Because you messed up. And you’ll have to live with it. Now and forever. Until death do you part.