Showing posts with label change. Show all posts
Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Is love enough?

I know that people change. I know that times change. I know that things change. I am not ignorant. I know people sometimes try to justify "changes for the worst" as growing up. I know that we all have to grow up. I know, we're not on the same level. Having similar long terms means nothing; long term is unachievable without a combination of short term. I cannot do this short term. In the long run, all these short terms are the long term. If none of the short terms are working, how does the long term work? Exactly.

The truth is, growing apart is hard. You see it happening and you try to fix it, when in reality, both parties know nothing can be fixed. I think the struggle at the end is what makes it toughest. I've had friendships end out of the blue. One day we're talking, the next we're not, and it's usually okay. You notice it, maybe become concerned, but mostly, in these situtations, it's okay. You might talk occasionally, but you both realize one (or both) of you has changed too much. You don't need it anymore. Neither of you can do anything for the other. It's the ones with the struggles that are so hard to lose. As the relationship is kindling, you both try to act like everything is okay. You call, you IM, you small talk. And both of you do this. You start to realize, this is all it is. Simple chat. Small talk. There's no substance anymore. You both still like each other, so you both try to make it work. But, it doesn't work. Nothing's changed between you two, but things aren't how they were. You've grown apart. You try to hold on, you have to let go. It's hard.

In relationships, I never liked the idea of taking a break. I've always seen it as a copout way of cheating on someone. Taking a break implies you plan to get back together. Yet, you're allowed to act single. In a way, you both know you're still together, or going to be soon, but everything that wasn't okay is now okay. A few months ago, one of my friends and I were having a chat about relationships and she told me that "if one of you ever brings up the idea of a break, do it. I think if so-and-so and I did that, we'd still be together." I couldn't understand why you need a break and why you need to stop "being official" just to spend some time apart. For one reason or another, the topic has been crossing my mind again a lot recently. Now when I think about it, I see it as the growing apart. The changes. One of the new Saves the Day songs, quite possibly my favorite on the CD, has a refrain of "bye bye baby our love can't save you, so bye bye baby" and since I heard it, I thought about it a lot. Sometimes, love isn't enough.

Back to the point, breaks. There's growing apart, there's changes, there's tension, but most importantly, there's love. And because of that love, you don't want to end things. Despite all the petty arguments and unnecessary drama, you still need them to be around. Despite how hurt you get, you think loving them justifies everything. Whether I agree or not, I won't say, but I will say that I understand this. Rather than an excusable cheating, a break is simply a test. Is the love enough? If it is, you return. By this point, both of you realize that something isn't working. In an ideal situation, the second party will understand that something is wrong and you had to figure out if it was worth trying to fix. Is love worth it. In many situations, a break will just cause anger. "If you know you love me, why would you have to do that?" etc. etc. I think, because I've seen situations similar to the latter so often, that's why I never liked breaks. They never fix anything. In actuality, someone just doesn't understand. Understanding is key.

And this can be applicable to cheating, too. Which is probably why I saw the two as so interchangeable. If you cheat on someone, and you know you messed up, it's because something was wrong. Maybe this wasn't your mind set going into it, but you needed the test. Is our love enough? Would I rather be seeing other people or should I try to get things fixed? And by cheating, you can find out what you want. If you get upset about it simply because you know you're not single, that's not good. But if you get upset because you can't stand hurting the other person and you know you still want them to be around, love wins. Is cheating justifiable? Maybe. Is "once a cheater always a cheater" true? Personally, I think no. Sometimes people need the mistake to know what they want. However, if you know this in advance, cheating isn't okay. People don't realize that they're testing their love. And of course, I'm not talking about all situations. Either way, if you know the problem, if you know you need the test, take the break. But above all, talk about it. A relationship cannot work without communication and trust. And if you avoid communication to break trust, it makes everything much more improbable of being fixable.

So the question remains. Is love enough of a reason to be together? What about a once loved? If things get to a point where you're falling out of love, or have fallen out of love, is it worth trying to get it back? Is it possible to get it back? Personally, I've always thought you can't hate someone unless you've loved them. Is staying together solely for love worth the risk of hatred (if nothing gets fixed)? I have so many questions.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Unexpected or Unwanted? Changes

I haven't seen my father in two and a half weeks, which is weird to me. Despite how much or how little I had seen him when he was around, there's still a void that won't be filled for another five and a half months, when he comes back. And I miss him and six months is far too long to wait to see someone you love.

Tonight I came home earlier than I intended to. I said okay, time to go, but instead of saying that I was kidding around, I got up and left. I had a lot on my mind, but when isn't that the case? So I get on 495 and turn on the heat because apparently a mid-August night requires the heat. And it was an annoying ride home because I had to turn it on and off numerous times because on was too hot and off was too cold. "Transatlanticism" was in the CD player, already starting midway through since it's been in there for days. The other day, however, track #10 got quite scratchy and loud and it sounded like my speakers were going to explode so I turned it off. Today, this drive, this CD was perfect for the weather. And then I got to track 10 again. We Looked Like Giants. I was casually listening at first, but as the song went on I felt more involved, I listened more closely. Then that second verse..

God damn the black night, with all its foul temptations
I've become what I always hated, when I was with you then

..that. Everything on my mind, it all just exploded. Right there. My eyes began to swell and I could feel tears, but they wouldn't fall. "I've become what I always hated when I was with you" and it's truth, or ex-truth, was all I could feel. A sort of guilt trying to destroy me, trying to convince me I was the same person I was the first time I heard this song.

In an attempt to distract myself, I looked up into the sky and saw the moon and tried to figure out where it was in relation to the earth and the sun. A half moon.. halfway between new and full. It had to be perpendicular to the sun and parallel with the earth. Or rather, lined up with the earth. Now, I began to wonder, is it approaching fullness or newness? And each time I looked it seemed a little blacker than glowing, so I went ahead and assumed it was turning into a new moon. However, I was incorrect. The right half was glowing, so it was growing full. Before long, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, or the trees, or the traffic, so I stopped thinking about it. By now, "Title and Registration" is playing and I began to think that some gloves may be enough for me to not need the heat on, but before I could continue that thought, Ben Gibbard reminds me that "I am waiting for something to go wrong" and all the thoughts come back at me, because it has reached the point. Something has gone wrong. And the whole time I'm narrating everything that's going on in my head - the outside, the inside, everything - and it makes the music seem quieter than it is.

Speaking of my head, there's something wrong with me. I'm fucked up. The other night - last night? - everything (yeah, it was last night) just started spinning. I got my nightly headache early, got dizzy, and continued reading hoping it would go away. It didn't. Everything was moving around. I have problems that I should probably see a doctor for, but won't.

Back to the car, back to that drive home, whilst narrating, I've decided I'll use this blog for blogging, simply, and not just writing stories and what-not. When I was nearly home, a car coming off the Bellingham exit cut me off and moved into the left lane because the middle lane was moving at a too-slow-75. I moved over into the right lane, having to get off in a minute anyway, and to my surprise the man who just cut me off slid in between two cars in the middle lane and cut me off - again! - got off at my exit, and then headed back towards Bellingham. I don't understand people, and that statement has nothing to do with the previous few sentences. School starts in just over a week and for once, I'm anxious to go back and would rather be there then have to continue this summer. And I'm not trying to say I've hated this summer, but it's completely opposite of what I'd expected - not even what I wanted - and overall, to be completely honest, I'm quite dissatisfied.