Love, a Young Man’s Theme

For the longest time since I could understand the concept of “love” and what it entails,

I’ve fantasized a lot about finding the right one and beyond

Getting married, settling down, pretending there is no other woman that exists in this

world apart from her and her alone, only being attracted to her.

Being drawn to her flame, no other woman can compare.

Sunken into a level of desperation to seek for the right one as though she were a missing

puzzle piece to my current life until I got to thinking about it…

Is she really the missing piece or am I projecting??

My idea for “love” in the eyes of a young man who knows next to nothing about it, a woman who is compassionate, caring, and down to earth

One who does not judge for expressing the feelings you may have in the moment whether they’re right or wrong is irrelevant to her

The important thing is they’re your feelings and it matters to her

as much as if the tables were in reverse.

“You’re still single??” another friend asks for the third time in a year

“Yes,” my answer is always begrudging just because I had hoped to meet someone else by this point, but the stars haven’t aligned yet

“Would you find someone to date?” a colleague of mine asks at work

“In another universe,” my answer always leans towards that perspective

“Why not this one?” He asks, almost leaving me to think and wonder that question ever so deeply, thinking “yeah, why not this one??”

“I don’t know,” I answer cluelessly, maybe having a point about it, merely my current circumstances of my love life, lack thereof, being a simple case

where the stars are yet to align but they’re not far off.

Maybe I’m trying too damn hard to look for something of resonance where there is nothing to resonate with, that alone is a dangerous path.

Forcing something to happen without any merit, without any real spark, without any immediate attraction apart

from whatever cloudiness you may feel,

there’s nothing there, dangerous to try to force the puzzle pieces to come together and to be stubborn enough to continue a game that is a losing one.

Maybe I should back off and wait for now.

I got important things to keep me occupied for now,

important personal goals that need some tending to, achievements I strive for and that will keep me company for now, becoming my new reality

“Love” continues to be a mystery to me, but that doesn’t mean I’m not ever going to figure it out and that doesn’t mean I’m ever going to stop the search for it.

“Love” is a mystic force in this world, neck at neck with magic, unseen yet it is a magnetic byproduct of life in general, beautiful in its own ways.

“Love” is a mystic energy source that motivates most of the people in this world, something so magical and inexplicable no words could capture its essence and beauty

“Love” is the rhythm in any heart of a human being,

even the ones who turned cold.

It is a force which triumphs all evil and knows no bounds,

but I can never understand a single human being who claims that they’d rather not be able to feel love in any way, shape, or form or that they don’t.

It isn’t just a young man’s theme song.