“We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.”
– Robert Fulghum
We’re all too familiar with the motions: girl meets boy or vice versa, boy falls for girl then either party asks for a relationship to begin. In my clime, the boy usually takes the initiative and eureka! a new relationship is born. One suddenly can’t do without the other, blowing up each other’s phones all day everyday becomes a routine, finding ways to clear your schedule just to be with this awesome person who loves you is no longer such a difficult task.
- This one person who doesn’t think it strange when you insist that we all live in a multiverse and are awake in another world while asleep here, you corroborate your claims further by insisting that our dreams are glimpses of that world and they still don’t call you crazy.
- This person who understands what you mean when you say “it’s fine” which is your language for “I’m not o.k., sit with me in silence until I’m ready to tell you what’s wrong”.
- This person who hates the things you hate so much that you can both have a 2 hour conversation on your mutual hatred for why Apple’s logo is something as obvious as…an Apple 😆😆.
- This person who doesn’t find it strange that your favorite food combination is Nutella mixed with Indomie Noodles (onion flavor, perhaps?).
You suddenly find your waking and sleeping thoughts bordering on this person…
Cupid must have had an arrow on each finger when he shot you. 👼🎯❤
Remember that gadget you were saving for? It now pales in comparison to the gift you want to blow this special someone’s heart with on their birthday.
Your heart skips a beat when you see this person walk across the room, it panics when that midnight phone call doesn’t come in and they’re incommunicado , your mind begins to analyse in the fastest way possible: have aliens abducted her? has the government stolen her for an experiment? is she a CIA Agent and was our love part of a mission? I should have seen the signs normal people aren’t so good at Math. Oh, where art thou me love?
All songs literally remind you of this person…the temporary painlessness of ‘love’.
All fights must be settled on time.
You suddenly have eyes for no one else, 🎶🎷you’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day, when it’s cold outside you’ve got the month of May 🎹🎼.
You’re being pulled into this vortex of love and even when the logical part of your brain begs for caution, the heart says “shut up brain, you too dey think, wetin dey worry you sef? abi you no see say Oga like the girl?” ( Shut up brain, you tend to overthink, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you see that our boss likes the girl?)
Something inside you knows it’s not guaranteed to last forever but you’re ready to enjoy it while it lasts.
Whenever you see this special person, this is what you see:
But as with
all most things, the human mind also gets tired of the routine and we begin to loose feelings and take our partner for granted.The reason is we already think we know about his/her qualities, nuances, and quirks. The light in their eyes suddenly don’t shine as bright as they used to.
We no longer dress to impress them, we no longer flirt with them, we no longer tell them the cute little things which we admire in them; their pizzazz. We don’t profess our love anymore and even when we do the effort isn’t like it used to be during the initial days of the relationship, all these and many more culminate to sub-consciously dig the grave to the relationship and finally we bury it one day by parting ways 😭😭.
Remember how you’d already envisioned your family portrait in your moments of day dreaming? The twins sitting on mummy’s lap and their siblings standing behind both of you. 👪 The truth is like alcohol…you think you can stand it until you can’t.
All the hugs shared, the laughter, the fights, the challenges you both overcame, the way you were always there for each other suddenly become a distant memory leaving you confused as to whether it was even real in the first place.
If you’d both gotten past that fight, that issue, that assumption, that communication problem would you still be together even as you read this? I guess that’s the hardest part…. YOU. CAN. NEVER. KNOW.
“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.”
“…and when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in an amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the other’s sight, as I may say, even for a moment…”