The Kind of Love That Sees Us Through

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I have always been a skeptic when it comes to matters of the heart. Early experiences taught me that I have to stay guarded and never let just anyone in. If I can help it, I always choose sanity over heartbreak.

Truth be told, love is the sort of luxury that have always eluded me. I relish in my independence and freedom. Perhaps because of this, my status had always been single (and mingle?).


Was I happy? Was I lonely? Yes and yes.

You see, the idea of love holds me both intrigued and scared. I know about the great peculiarity of how the heart skips a beat when you see someone you like or why you stay up all night wondering if that certain someone feels the same way too. I also know the unbearable sadness that envelopes you when lovers turned into strangers.


Yes, past relationships have taught me well.

But somewhere along the line, the heart stubbornly wants to grow. It’s never a question about finding the one. It became about the right here, right now. I’m a great believer that if things are truly meant to be, it will happen somehow. Such is the ironic faith of the cynic in me.


The Bittersweet Reality

Love, I understand takes many form. It can be passion, it can be pain. It can be strength, contentment, laughter, joy, excitement, happiness, sadness, sorrow, anguish, vulnerability. Love is bittersweet. Yet tolerable. That is the great thing about the human heart.

Our love may not be perfect but we take it all in, we know it’s solely our own because the unique experience cannot be replicated with anyone else. All the good and the bad, the highs and the lows. You take it in. You willingly experience all that he or she has to offer.

That’s the kind of love that sees us through. It is also the one where acceptance becomes a practice habit. The little quirks about the other person may bother you but you are still ok with that.

The little bedtime routine of stretching your body and cracking your bones. The way you blow a hot bowl of soup with your tongue sticking out. The annoying shrieks you make when there’s a cicak in the room. The brooding face that you think ‘ok, I can live with that’.

It’s all the little things about the other person.

When it comes to the people that we care about, we put up with a lot of things. I find that when you are willing to share your life with someone, acceptance and tolerance become a mantra of sorts. It is the kind of give and take that we are willing to go through, one that tests us and brings a new meaning to our lives.

You would try your darnest.

Yes, this is the kind love that sees us through. How it ends, or endures, is another story itself.